Hey Friends….If you’re following on Facebook or Instagram, you might know that our family was hit hard with the flu this week. I tried to finish some posts, but I just couldn’t. Instead this is all that I could get out. I figured it might resonate with a few of you out there… 😉
Dearest Flu, (or do you prefer to be called, Influenza?)
You came into our home a full week ago, uninvited. (and for that you should not be proud.) Starting with our sweet firstborn, you hit hard and strong. We didn’t like you for a minute, but still accepted you with grace. A tad too much grace, apparently, because you went for me next. And I think you knew exactly what you were doing, because we’ve met before, haven’t we? And you know how I feel about you.
Yet you did your thing, didn’t you flu? You pretty much stole my week away, you mean-spirited virus. All of the things I wanted to do. The people I hoped to see. The beaches I would have visited. None of them happened, thanks to you. I couldn’t read the books or write the blog posts. I’m sure you had some fun with me, wrapped in six blankets, and still shivering. And sweating. (so strange.) You loved that I couldn’t exercise or grocery shop. You thought my puffy eyes and the crusty rash around my nose was funny. Really funny.
Now I bet you think you’ve won this thing, don’t you? So sly you were, waiting til we thought the coast was clear, and then taking down our two youngest just at the end of the week. You really felt the victory then, didn’t you? Giving young children high fevers and achy bodies makes you feel pretty powerful, does it big guy?
And when Levi did that barf-a-thon thing across the living room — I bet that one made your highlight reel, didn’t it?
Well I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong. You didn’t win at all. Nope. The victory’s all mine.
And here’s a little list of reasons why:
1. First of all, guess what? I actually needed some rest. Maybe I didn’t plan it for exactly this week, but I did need a few days to just lay there and be miserable and sleep. Thank you flu, I got the rest I needed.
2. Next: All of the housework and laundry and all of that? Well I let it go this time, (and yes, that was hard), but you know what? The world actually kept spinning!! Yep. Life went on. This is huge news that I can’t wait to tell all of my friends because sometimes we moms tend to wonder what would happen if we didn’t do all of the things all of the time. And now I know: It’s really ok. Thank you Flu!
3. One more amazing discovery!! When I don’t cook the food? The people still eat! They do! Amazingly, my family did not starve all week-long! In fact, I am pretty sure no one missed a single meal! Sure, cereal may have been consumed for more than breakfast (more than once) but hey–everyone survived.
4. I got more caught up on the Presidential campaign than I
really wanted to could have imagined. I know more dirt about all of the candidates, and could tell you statistics from Super Tuesday that might bore you to no end. (I might have even wikipedia’d what a “brokerage convention” means.) ( But please don’t make me explain it.) I’m feeling all kinds of political smartness now. Thanks to the flu.
5. Besides politics, I also indulged in mindless television this week, simply to pass the time. This is something I never normally do, and it turned out to be a little bit fun. I watched The Voice, Shark Tank, and Jimmy Fallon. I watched HGTV, the cooking channel, and Ellen. (Twice.) After getting reacquainted with tv, I might just consider watching it again sometime. Thank you Flu.
6. I had more quality time to snuggle my boys, bring them soda and crackers and love on them than I ever do in a week. They also served me a few times. It was a very sweet week, thanking God for the privilege of caring for my kids. I was weak, they were weak, and we all knew that the virus would pass but we would still have each other.
7. I have renewed appreciation for the little things: Getting up without everything hurting. Waking up without sweaty sheets. Having an appetite. I have a very good life and a very healthy life and I am so grateful for every little thing. Nothing like feeling awful to make you appreciate feeling well! And just to think, it’s all thanks to the flu.
So in closing, dearest Flu, I want to thank you. Thank you for the gifts you brought into my life this week. No, I don’t want to be friends, and don’t think for a minute that you are invited back again. But I can appreciate the things I have gained. I still think you’re mean and ugly. (And you certainly don’t play fair.) But in the end, I think I came out of this experience a better person. And for that I am grateful.
Farewell, and Aloha,