Monday, July 23, 2012
Six days a week I get up at the crack of dawn and walk for two miles. Its my time with my music, my time for me. I started it about three weeks ago and I have discovered how much I enjoy it. I noticed today a few things. I live in the country and I walk on one of the main roads out here, homes with some property, fields mostly. I have gotten used to, the last three weeks being squawked at by these three Red Tailed Hawks that hunt in the various fields. One day there was one sitting on the fence looking at me, even got a photo of him on my phone, a couple days later there were two and some time last week I look out and there are three of them flying around the field, landing on the houses, the fence, the old bus stop, the power lines, squawking at me. They have been my "friends" while I walk. Today they were no where in sight, and I missed them.
Walking has become the one thing I do in my life I control. Our house is always in a bit of turmoil right now. My nineteen year old daughter moved back home, pregnant, after some very serious medical problems which accompany our "family disease", porphyria. Her body did not take well to being pregnant and the morning sickness had done her in, and I finally insisted she and her boyfriend come live in our spare room knowing she was never gonna be stable couch surfing at various houses. The boyfriend flaked out a month or so after they arrived and basically disappeared for a bit (to his dad's) we heard almost nothing from him. She became a emotional mess dealing with her physically taxing pregnancy and her illness. About this time my daughter's friend also needed a place to live, so she is now living with us too. We went from an empty house to a full one again in a matter of weeks. The boyfriend has started showing up again, which has added a lot of stress to the house. Most of us (mom, dad, sisters, etc) don't want him around and he is jobless, and we know he will not stay for the long run, and we will be back to him disappearing soon. He is not staying here as I basically tell him its time to leave each night when its time to retire.
None the less this house is a stress basket.
Last January I finally decided to take care of me. Got a doctor for the first time in about 8 years and got back on my thyroid meds, and discovered I had high blood pressure, and a critically low Vit D level. So I went from taking no medications to taking thyroid, blood pressure, and Vit D. My daughter first got sick soon after, so my stress is high and so is my blood pressure ;) It is my hope that losing weight and exercise will help to get it under control, but we will see. I have lost about 18 lbs since I began and have about 50 left lol However my first goal is 32 more, then I will work on the last 20 or so I need to.
So each morning I rise with the crows (well the Hawks) and hope that I see my feathered friends on my walk, plug in my music and head out. Its my time for me!