I love living in the country, but don’t like all the critters.

My daughter found a Scorpion clinging to her bedroom curtain last night right before bed. I caught it, and killed it, which we learned that skill three years ago. Then she walked in my room, and saw one crawl under my bed, right as I was going to sleep.

To sleep or not to sleep?

I started praying, and asked angels to stand around us as we slept. It was my second Chemo treatment yesterday, and I was determined to get some rest. I knew I was going to have to lay down, in my comfortable bed, and trust God to protect me. He has for years, and I’ve only been stung once by those nasty creatures, and that was during the day.

I had to trust.

I slept for five hours, which was better than none. My Chemo was scheduled for Tuesday of this week. I had a full weekend, and then drove into town to pick up my daughter on Monday. I was not looking forward to driving back into town, an hour away, on Tuesday.

It has been pouring rain here in Texas, so that made the thought of driving even more daunting. I called to see if I could have one more day. That is all I wanted, and they obliged. It was rescheduled for Wednesday. Just having that one day, Tuesday, made all the difference for me.

I got things done, and prepared myself mentally, and spiritually for Chemo. I was not backing out of this path I’m on. I just wanted a little more time.

If we’re going to move some mountains, we have to get some rest.

This is something I learned with letting go. I had not given myself permission to rest, until a couple of years ago. Before my divorce, I always felt guilty if I took a nap. There were a million things that needed my attention, or so I thought. What I learned is, those things will wait. My health and well being are priority today.

I have always been healthy. I love Yoga, buy food from local Farmer’s, drink plenty of water, and take my liquid nutritional product. We live in a toxic world, so we need to pour good things into our bodies.

When I found the lump in my breast, I knew I had forgotten my core for a while. Slaying my way through a divorce, putting life and it’s happenings before me. It took it’s toll.

Our body is our temple, and God only gave us one. Today, I take care of it, and give it permission to rest.