Moments. They're all we get.

[theoldwolf]

Some things are so mundane as to defy description, but deserve to be recorded.

This morning I woke up after a good night's sleep, without having awakened once during the night. That's unusual in itself. After the obligatory bleary-eyed stumble to the habakari, I slipped back into bed for a few more minutes to come to my senses, and had an unusually good stretch.

At that moment it occurred to me: I wasn't in any pain. Anywhere. El Shaddai is great!

My sprain was all gone.
I couldn't feel the arthritis in my spine.
My knees didn't hurt.
My ankles didn't hurt.

I didn't hurt anywhere.

For about five minutes I reveled in this, and then my back started its usual complaining, "You've been in this position too long!"

But for five minutes, I was in Heaven. I'll take it. What a great way to start the day.

Comments

[sleepyjohn00.livejournal.com]

The moments are great. It's the hours that leave character lines all over my face.

Glad you had a good one, give the Squeeze a squoze.

[ccdesan.livejournal.com]

Already done, but I'll give her another just because you said to!