At 6:30 AM on a quiet dirt road I took this picture. I breathed in the cool morning air, revered the silence and the incredible power of my Creator.
I took a million of these shots. It seemed impossible that I could take enough to actually capture how amazing it was.
What I didn’t know, what there was no way of knowing, was that this commune with nature was going to change my life drastically.
I got a tick bite. Just one. A very tiny one. So tiny in fact that I didn’t even notice it until many hours later. So tiny, in fact, that once my husband took it out I didn’t give it a second thought.
Until a week later.
I haven’t blogged in a month, I haven’t shared my awesome pictures from our trip to the Disney, because I’ve been in bed, in pain, figuring out what went wrong.
Luckily, I have amazing doctors. Luckily, I have a history of blood clots and realized there was something very wrong with my body after just one week. Luckily there are medicines that can completely cure this disease when it is found this early.
In all actuality, the Fibromyalgia has been the bigger issue. Usually very manageable, this attack brought me to my knees. For three weeks I laid in my bed, unable to walk or even sit up without a great amount of pain.
I’m on new medication that has made a world of difference. I’m up and around, taking care of my children, getting my house back in order and running errands. I’ve been out taking pictures, had dinner with friends and I am bound and determined to get myself to Type A Conference next week in Charlotte, NC.
So how did this photograph….this sunrise that brought me to my knees….change my life?
I can no longer push my body to ridiculous extremes. It is now normal for me to go to bed by 9:30 or 10:00 at night instead of 2 or 3:00AM. In order to make it through an entire day without crippling pain, I need to rest myself during the day. I need to be more selective with my schedule so that I don’t end up back in bed.
I no longer ask “Why Did This Happen to Me?”, I haven’t for years. I am a firm believer that if you look and listen, you will be able to see the reason, the plan laid out for you and you will understand. I’ve not been listening. I’ve been doing too much, pushing the limits; this is no longer an option. It is a painful lesson to learn, but one I will respect and will not be quick to forget as I move forward through my life.