DIAMONDS IN YOUR PUDDLE

I had a crappy day yesterday. My IBD came roaring back when I decided to stop taking one of my medications because the bloating it caused me made me terribly uncomfortable. It wasn’t really helping either, at least not enough to warrant putting up with the distended stomach.

Inevitably my body went ballistic, and despite my determination to stay on the sunny-side of life by writing a poem about my blessings, by yesterday afternoon I was so fed up that I retired into my bedroom and connected with my inner-wounded animal. Once the storm subsided, I fell asleep for hours, woken up by my lovely husband suggesting dinner.

Honestly, I’m so over food! I know it sounds crazy, but I really am. If I could avoid eating altogether I would. Apart from breakfast! I love breakfast. But this morning I even cut down drastically on that, in an attempt to calm the flare. Ha!

Today’s poem grew out of my wounded-animal spirit which nonetheless always reaches for the silver lining.

I hope it speaks to you, and that you find diamonds sprinkled all over your path today.

With love,

Francesca xx

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DIAMONDS IN YOUR PUDDLE

Maybe you stumbled today,

sweet pea,

and heavy darkness

muddies your sparkle.

If it feels like you’ve spent

every last penny of courage,

and despair has tossed you

face down in the puddle of your impossibilities,

Know this:

You are not required

to constantly present your radiant

sunny-side up.

Especially if

your forecast

is raining spanners.

Forecasts change.

Maybe -

just maybe -

there are diamonds in that puddle.

Otherwise, there’s always this poem.