My sweet dog, Bella, was one happy dog today. My son and I needed drinking water. He drove us to Weaver Street market in Carrboro to fill our containers.
Weaver Street is a wonderful place. You can buy fresh local produce, bulk items, such as coffee, organic peanut butter, nuts and seeds, beans, and herbs. I sampled fresh blueberry bread. Yum! I don’t eat much bread these days, but that one bite was bursting with flavor from the fresh berries.
The clouds protected me from the usual harshness of sunlight and heat in North Carolina. Thou it’s not yet summer, our springtime is hot these days. I sat outside on the lawn with Bella, while my son filled the water containers.
I’ve been very fatigued for the best of two years. Living with chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS), is not new to me. I was diagnosed in 2005 after having Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever and earlier, Lyme’s disease. I also live with chronic widespread pain and various other conditions that developed over the past two decades.
Talking about my life, without mentioning or thinking about fatigue and pain is a challenge. Today I got a short break. Bella and her joy had a lot to do with the freedom I experienced. I’m not even sure I recognized that I was free at the time. That realization came after we returned to my son’s apartment.
My favorite part of the outing was while Bella and I were on the lawn. Her tail wagged and for the first few minutes, she swirled a few times, getting a look at everyone around her. A young boy was playing with a toy sailboat. Bella loves children. She lied down when he got close. She does that around babies and young ones. Letting them know that she isn’t a threat. I mean, she is just so cool!
The feelings I had while waiting outside for my son, watching Bella be so happy, were healing. Sometimes, maybe all the time, healing comes in spurts. Unexpectedly.
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Michelle.
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