The Dark Side: I’m now on day four of the worst cough that I ever remember having. Bone shaking, eye-watering, can’t catch your breath, feels like you swallowed a handful of chicken feathers, just. cant. stop. coughing.
The Bright Side: It’s a killer work out. Every muscle in my body is sore. I’m sure I’ll emerge from this totally bikini-ready.
The Dark Side: Mr. Blue Yonder has been on a film shoot (blessedly due back this evening) for days and so it has been just me and my partner the Cough here to hold down the fort and raise up the young ‘uns.
The Bright Side: Said young ‘uns are old enough now to pour themselves bowls of cereal, flip on the streaming Netflix and consider Mama’s Nyquil stupor an unexpected 3 day vacation. Not ideal, mind you, and my house may never fully recover, but we are surviving, and that’s something. Right?
The Dark Side: I had to miss my boy’s karate belt test. I hate that. I hate not being there for something that’s important to them.
The Bright Side: He has grandparents willing to drop everything and stand in the gap. He has grandparents who will sit for hours on a Saturday morning, trying to make out Korean commands. He has grandparents that will cheer even when they don’t know what they’re cheering for.
The Dark Side: I can’t speak above a whisper. Vocal chords are completely fried.
The Bright Side: I have learned that in a house full of boys you really don’t have to raise your voice to be heard. You just have to whisper and look so very near to end and that they can’t help but pity you. They will in fact listen carefully, lest you strain yourself, die and totally ruin their sugar buzz.
The Dark Side: I have no energy at all and the smallest little thing like showering and running to the corner store for more milk seems like a monumental task.
The Bright Side: It doesn’t take vocal chords or energy to download a book to your phone and lay yourself in bed reading all day long. And y’all? You should definitely read The Forgotten Garden. It’s hands down the best twisty, turny, delicious, intricate, suck you straight into another world tale that I’ve read in a long long time.
The Dark Side: The walls are closing in. Four days cooped up in a dark room, swirling in and out of a desperate fog, sleeping and waking at all the wrong times, has me feeling so isolated and lonely.
The Bright Side: The doorbell rang. I brushed down my frazzled hair, pulled the robe tighter and blinked against the sunlight as I opened the door. Behind it I found the sweetest sweetest surprise. An old friend, a dear dear friend, sent me a summer sunset – – the most beautiful flowers that a vase ever held, and the dearest note. Just like that, the darkness was chased away and the light poured in. It’s the best kind of medicine, knowing that you have a friend in the world.
The Dark Side: I’m doing better today, slowly but surely recovering. That means that I’m going to have to call an end to all this chaotic, sugar eating, TV watching, lying about and reading all day mess that we’ve gotten ourselves into. It’s going to be a long haul, working our way out of this hole.
The Bright Side: I’m doing better today, slowly but surely recovering. My sweet Mr. Blue Yonder is on his way home. That means that soon, very soon, all will be right once more.