<–This pic was taken while getting ready for our wedding, 11/18/2006 — it’s one of my fave candid shots of us.
Sorry I’ve been MIA recently … there’s just a lot going on and nothing going on at the same time if that makes sense, so it makes blogging kinda challenging.
Nothing is wrong and I’m doing fine and actually have been listening to my body more and everything… but I just am not inspired to write the way I usually am — sorry! Hopefully I’ll find my mojo again soon!
Anyway, I had to share this little story from this morning.
Yesterday was FREEZING here … like seriously cold. So I should have thought about this but at 6 a.m. (on a Sunday) I was half-awake, sans glasses or contacts, and grumpy when I went to let Rocco out, and — ugh — slipped on the stairs of our deck which were covered in a thin layer of frost.
I went flying — pup in hand — and landed smack on my back on the edge of a hard stair. Aside from Rocco also going flying, crying and trying to scamper back up the stairs away from me and the scene of the “crime”, I lay at the bottom dumb-founded and crying. I’m definitely clumsy but this was just ridiculous.
My husband was inside asleep so when I came in hysterical he woke up and tried to calm me down, but I was shaken. Aside from the obvious fear of the damage I did to my back (I’m guessing it’s going to be black and blue within a day or two) … with animals, the most important thing for them is to develop trust … and I worry I might have tarnished that trust. While massaging my lower back (where I’d gotten smashed) my husband promised I didn’t lose Rocco’s trust … but I’ll be honest–it concerns me.
So today was a reminder to slow. it. down. I could have gotten seriously hurt, and the thought of that really freaked me out.
This morning’s experience truly gave me pause … and I have the bruises as a painful reminder.