Reasons to Give Thanks…..

After two weeks of horrible pain and feeling sorry for myself, I was reminded today that I am truly blessed.  Blessing number one came from a friend who gave me with a Starbucks gift card for my birthday last week.  This gift made it possible for me to afford joining a few of my local friends for coffee today.  Blessing number two is that today was the first day in two weeks that I felt physically up to getting out of bed or off the couch and to head out into the world.  Blessings three and four came in the form making it thru my outing with minimal muscle spasms and the joy of spending time with some fabulous women.  I can’t explain how much a day like this means to me.  Unlike others this type of day isn’t something that I can do often.  I am lucky to be physically up to handling two outings like this a month without it affecting the dismal amount of stuff I do around my home.  With a full heart I was ready to go home and begin the process of letting my body heal.  But my blessings did not stop here…..

This has been a rough year for my family.  My physical condition has worsened and my family’s financial situation has gone from bad to worse.  For the first time in my life I had no clue how I was going to pull off a Thanksgiving dinner.  Physically I just don’t have it in me.  The toll of cooking a large dinner would have left me stuck in bed until Christmas day.  In the past if I wasn’t up to cooking we would go out to eat.  No fuss and no mess to clean up.  Financially going out for dinner is not an option this year.  I can barely afford to keep simple meals on my family’s dinner table.  Buying a turkey is completely out of the question.  Until today I had pretty much given into the fact that my family would be having a “Charlie Brown Thanksgiving”.  This brings me to blessing number five.

As we prepared to leave the coffee shop one of my friends took me aside and asked if my family had any plans for Thanksgiving.  The tears that welled up in my eyes answered her question.  She then invited us to spend Thanksgiving with her family.  As tears streamed down my face I tried explaining that I didn’t know what I could afford to bring to share.  With a hug she said she didn’t want me to bring anything except my family.

As I write this my muscles are cramping and my pain level is growing by the minute, but I don’t care.  The joy in my heart is overriding my pain.  Today was not just a reminder of how blessed I am, it was a reminder that everyday is Thanksgiving day.

Gentle hugs,

The Disabled Diva

Published by Cynthia Covert

Diagnosed in 2001 with psoriasis, followed by fibromyalgia, psoriatic arthritis, endometriosis, and later a botched hysterectomy turned her world upside down. Cynthia shares her experience, advice, and tips for how to make life with chronic pain easier and less painful.

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