So I’m heading out of town again to see the doctor and get another scope of my illeostomy to see if it is doing better. I know already it’s not. I’ve been throwing up more often, just randomly, and my stoma is still pretty raw and bleeding.
However, this morning I lay in bed thinking of so many things… the sad, the awful, the traumatic… the lonely, the losses of so many precious things… but also of the triumphant and the beautiful.
I like who I am- even if I am a beautiful mess. And all that pain… well it’s part of who I am. But so is all that beauty and wonder and color. I forget so often… but this song reminded me.
(AWOLNATION “I Am”)
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