I've been trying to catch my breath for the past 5 months. Lots of changes in my world. Lots of obstacles -- physical, emotional, and spiritual.
I have asthma, and stress makes it worse. So there's been trouble both literally breathing and figuratively breathing.
I've double downed on my spiritual and emotional work. I've tried to keep the house clean and not to be too hard on myself for struggling. I got some new meds and adjusted some activities and behaviors (I hope temporarily). There have been times I've thought this was just the way it was going to be for the rest of my life. (I can be pretty black and white, absolute in my thinking!)
A couple of weeks ago I realized I was breathing easier literally and figuratively. I tried not to over analyze it. When the opportunity arose for a long weekend at the beach, I didn't think about it. I just grabbed it.
That's how I find myself sitting on the balcony of my condo with a view of the beach breathing in salt air and practically watching some of the stress melt away.
Trusting in God is like breathing. Sometimes it's harder than others.
I'm just glad for the opportunity to trust . . . and breathe.
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