'Life is what happens when you're busy making plans'.........John Lennon.

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I find the above quote, particularly true and have been reminded of it today. forty years on since John Lennon was shot. I remember that morning so well. Our house was always full of music - my children were brought up on it. The tv might have been on most evenings, but so was the stereo. we began collecting vinyl, then cassettes and then cd's and we had to build more shelves to store them on. they had to be in sight. When we seperated, my husband of twenty five years insisted they were all his - all 2500 albums - and left me with the ones that I had accumulated before we married. I didn't argue - it made life easier! Since then I've accumulated a good collection of cd's, cassettes and still the odd vinyl, but Spotify has changed my life and I can have music on tap. Wonderful!  But what a sad loss of a great talent!

Another moment in history, is the arrival of the vaccine for Covid 19. How amazing is that? I want to be excited, but feel quite nervous too, because I don't know if my Fibro is going to like it. we know how temperamental it can be. A second vaccine may soon be approved and I don't think there's going to be a choice, well there is a choice .....do I risk the possible effects of having the vaccine, or do I risk catching the virus and being extremely ill and possibly, dying.  

Now on to a brighter note. I managed to take a walk and look at the sea this morning, even though it was biting cold it felt good. If I'm well wrapped, I don't mind the cold and find it quite invigorating. I feel alive! I must be, because I can feel. I've been feeling quite down lately, but a walk past some of my favourite buildings and pathways, gives me a life and gives me hope. Yes, I still have the aches and pains, and the anxiety, but the joy of being outdoors is a gift. It has always been my gift. Alongside my love of music. 

Living with the complexity of this illness isn't easy - the itching is driving me mad at the moment - but being grateful for the things I can do, and the things I can enjoy, help me to love life, despite the fibro. I hope I always feel this way.

Stay safe and well.  Namaste.





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