Surrender


Here is this week’s Free Write Friday prompt from Kellie Elmore.

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Surrender

Surrender to

What is.

What else is there?

Follow the course

Prescribed;

Batten down the hatches,

And enjoy the ride.

Toward the light.

Yes,

The light

And the end of a

Long, unforgiving

Storm.

Prepare to be delivered

To your destiny.

It awaits.

~*~

As adrenal fatigue storms inside me my experience of life is small.

Socializing is not part of my matrix at the moment, and as the party month proceeds, I am confined to a few moments of jollity among friends separated by days of healing isolation. I must measure every encounter. Leave buffer zones between events. Learn to be my own best friend; to take care of myself appropriately as this lengthy storm passes through.

The storms bluster manifests within 12 hours of any over-stimulating event. Doesn’t matter if it’s fun or stressful. To my body it’s all the same. It must surge. Headaches, nausea, vomiting on and off for 12 hours batter this boat, my system expelling stress it cannot hold.

There is light on the horizon. I can see it. But for now, I must surrender to the healing storm, batten down the hatches, and hang on until it passes.

I will be the first one to rejoice when it does.

Thanks for visiting,

Dorothy

~*~

Β©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell CreativeWorks 2013

12 thoughts on “Surrender

    1. Thank you. … We must remind ourselves that all that glitters is not necessarily gold. Parties, while fun, can sap precious energy, presenting a distraction from the true meaning of the season. I will take the extra down time to be reflective and cherish the true meaning of this time of year. When I can attend a social gathering, I will. When my health won’t allow it, I’ll hunker down and watch Downton Abbey for the umpteenth time (or a Christmas movie.) πŸ˜‰ … Thanks for stopping by and following. Be well … Dorothy πŸ™‚

  1. This too shall pass… and it will. I have been in such dark places. Felt so alone and thought about giving up. No answers telling me why I should go on…except one. My son. He was and is my reason for breathing. I think if we all, in those times of emotional suffering, find that one thing… just one, it will be our savior.

  2. Well, in my opinion Downton Abbey and Christmas movies can be pretty good medicine. Been watching those some myself.

    Remember the numeric connection we discussed as well. Yup, sounds like time to dig out your notes. πŸ˜‰ And the words you often say to us I return now to you. Be well, my friend. Be well.

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