Fragile

Feeling a little fragile these days. Now that the health scare is over, and the doctor has given me the "go ahead" and has lifted all restrictions, I remain incredibly nervous. I guess it is that old fear of mortality rearing its ugly head again. It is just like me to get through the crisis and then begin to fall apart at the seams. Happens every time. I feel like I'm dodging bullets.

So, I'm trying to harness the nervous energy into positive stuff--cleaning, knitting like a mad fool, counting my blessings. Deep breaths. It's ok.