On the week of my surgery, my gym closed down.
What uncanny timing, I know.
It seemed like one of God’s mercies, to bring me some closure amid all that was happening.
But today, the new gym opened in its place.
And admittedly, it felt like a hard day today. Just knowing that somewhere out there, a new chapter of life that I’d otherwise unquestioningly be a part of, was not an option for me this season.
I count my blessings every day- for friends who take walks with me, offer to drive me out, invite us to their homes for meals for a change of scenery.
I think I can do this, one day at a time.