It's been a low day today. I don't know what else to call it. We didn't even leave the house today, which I make myself do everyday in some form. But with Zach still feeling queasy I figured it was best to lay low and hang out here. Turned out I'm not feeling my best either…I'm on steroids for my sinus infection and they're giving me severe headaches as well as serious flushing in the face and nausea.I had to call my husband to come home early because I needed to sleep before the headache became a full-blown migraine. So I slept for about 3 hours this afternoon. The headache isn't gone, but it's more manageable. I can't wait until I'm done withthe prednisone in 4 more days. It's a decreasing dosage every day so at least the symptoms will decrease with it. As far as Zach, the doctor says it's a stomach virus and we just have to wait it out. Hopefully tonight won't be a repeat of last night.

I wish I still had the feeling I had last night standing in the moonlight…that peaceful, joyous and mystical connection to everything. That only happens every once in a great while and I'm grateful for it when it comes but I miss it so much when it disappears as quickly as it comes.

There has got to be a way to access that peacefulness mindfully, consciously bring it up. I've always been connected strongly to the earth and the heavens, it's in my blood. There has got to be away to touch on that joy somehow on will. I know what I will be searching and researching for in the coming weeks and months.

I'm not sure what tomorrow holds, but hopefully it's better than today was. My aunt came over for dinner and drove me nuts with all her pointless argumentative behavior. She ALWAYS has to be right, to have the last word. She's also very demanding and expects to be waited on. Dinner was on the table and because she was upset that there wasn't going to be any dessert my husband went and made brownies while everyone else was eating dinner. Pissed me right off. I put up with her because I love her and she's family, but she's got no right to expect us to treat her like a restaurant would. It's family, not waiters.

Alright, I think I'm done complaining for the night. Sorry that that's what I'm doing. Tomorrow will be better. 🙂 Hugs and love to all!