These last two weeks have been filled with the obvious. Presented with several choices, I chose what the Universe had made obvious. Over and over again.
I am pleased that my sorry ass didn’t choose stupid, alhamduliLah. It took me five months to heal; with this healing came an extreme clarity of vision which refused to be diminished or obscured, no matter the attempts of the other party.
Remember that forgiveness and the indifference I mentioned just recently? It was all part of a very welcome domino effect to the sun finally setting on this chapter.
Today, I am grateful for:
1. The simple prayer of which N has kept reminding me – that my heart be turned away from that which would harm me, and turned toward only that which is good for me, in combination with my own – continued safeguarding and clarity of vision. These saved me the last two weeks.
2. Doctors in the family. Though lacking in bedside manner, they are available 24/7 when I am still wondering if my brain will soon fall out of my head and ARE YOU SURE I AM OK? THX.
3. Ibuprofen. It has been my only saving grace since Wednesday. Tomorrow, I return to the ENT specialist for gauze removal. Please (seriously) send a prayer up for me.
Tunisia | Feb 22, 2019