Aware

Ever feel like you are moving in slow motion at light speed? That's been me for the last several months. Time still ticks by in its ever constant rhythm, but my limbs are immersed in a great pool of honey against which they push and pull, fighting to keep up with each day's wants and needs.

Ironically though, I am ever more aware. Aware of each ache or burning sensation or yawn that might portend a flare. Aware that I will have to find my new normal. Aware that normal, whatever that means, will never describe me again. Aware that I will always be on medication. But mostly aware that I have nothing whatsoever to complain about!

Lupus has changed, and will continue to change, my life in many ways, but it has not changed how blessed I am. Even on days that fatigue and discomfort drag at my body and pull on my psyche, I have so much for which to be thankful.

I could list my blessings, numbering them to prove the list is long, but I know my blessings. I soak them in every day as I'm surrounded by family and friends doing work that I love.

Instead, won't you list yours? For yourself and for others like us who live on The Lupatic Fringe.