I woke up sick yesterday, the kind where you can still get up and push through.
Not today. Today I am so sick and achy I want to curl up in the arms of my man and possibly die. Just until this bug passes. The worst part, my daughter has it too and the man has a long task list to complete today so he isn’t here to listen to us whine and grump at each other.
Being sick like this makes me think a lot about aftercare and how wonderful it is. My husband and I aren’t much for cuddling or even hugging often. The idea of spending long minutes locked in his arms after he’s tormented my mind and body for hours seems delicious!
I hope, if you are reading this, you are well and not yucky like we are here.