My sweet friend Leanne has started a new series on her blog called "Keeping it Real" where she tells her truths of the week. I've talked here before how many in blogland tend to keep to the positive, showing only the good, and not the bad and the ugly of their lives. I'll admit, I do that, but I do that by choice. I talked a bit about that here before. I try to keep a positive attitude as much as possible, but I'll give Leanne's "Truth is..." a shot and see what I come up with...good, bad and ugly!
Truth is....lately, I've simply just wanted to dive into a picture like that above and bury my head in the sea. I took that shot in Boca Grande while we were on vacation, and the week, though rainy, was a very welcome getaway from my workday grind, which truth is, has been very, very, very trying lately. (Did I say it's been very trying?)
Truth is....I've been thinking a lot about my future and what my options are...and are not...and trying to be realistic even in light of the trying times mentioned above.
Truth is...Knee surgery has not been a "piece of cake" for me like so many others have told me it was for them. I'm a life long athlete, so I expected my recovery to be easy. It hasn't been. Though I didn't have a full knee replacement, the "scrape and shrink" Doc did under my kneecap along with both medial and lateral meniscus tear repairs have left me with a really fat, ugly knee which, 10 weeks out, is still swollen.
Truth is....I went for my first long walk yesterday anyway. Though I had knee pain, it felt really good to get out there again...even though my knee looked like a cantelope by the middle of the day...a really ugly cantelope.
Truth is....That meant I got to lay on the couch, icing my knee, while I snuggled with my girls watching Hawaii Five-O last night. That's a good thing.
Truth is...I'm tired of living in a renovation zone, which I'm sure has been adding to my overall stress. Our kitchen reno started over a month ago...and we still aren't done. I'm so ready to be done.
Truth is...I miss my art. Trying times at work have meant extra hours and tasks that have made me grumpy and wanting to do nothing more than squeeze my babies when I get home. While squeezing the babies is definitely a good thing, I realize it's those little breaks I take down in my studio that really clear my mind from all the messiness and frustrations I'm dealing with at work. Hope to get back to that soon.
So what's your truth today?