Exhausting blessings

Today, for maybe the first time in my adult life, I felt like I had the energy to do all those sorts of things other people have always seemed to do.

I did all those things mothers do when my children were growing up, balanced meals on the table, clean laundry, help with homework, cub scouts, sports, Sunday school, PTA school work, homeroom mother and after the youngest was in school I also worked part time while doing all the other.

I even made a lot of their clothes so they would match, and costumes for the community theatre, and Christmas gifts for teachers so we would have something unique. And I thought everyone went through life totally exhausted.

I enjoyed it. I wanted to do it. I wouldn't change a minute of it.

Except that I would like to have done it the way I did things yesterday morning and today -- with energy and not with the feeling that I was always dead tired.

This weekend I experienced energy that wasn't faked. I did some of the things I haven't done in many years without a thought and it was amazing! Had I ever felt this good before, life would have been so much easier.

Of course I was only that full of pep for about five hours, but even that was a huge gift. And afterwards I was so exhausted I dragged myself into my chair, but it was still wonderful.

What's different? My blood pressure is lower. I am eating almost entirely unprocessed and healthy foods. I am trying to follow a healthy routine, but really I am not doing anything that radically different, except feeling better.

That is why I am writing this thot so late. I guess I'll just try counting my blessings instead of lamenting the past.