So, this was the view from my window in Cornwall today at dawn. Strangely, it marks 100 days since my first coronavirus symptoms appeared. 3 months of living alone navigating the ups and downs and the wake of this illness. Dealing with the ghost of the lingering symptoms that so many are now finding go on for far longer than they ever imagined.
Like this photo, I’ve at times felt stranded and abandoned as I’ve tried to stay afloat – but I’ve also felt a deep sense of who I am as I discover my own strength and resilience to go with the flow, wherever it has taken me.
Without nature like this I’m not sure I would have made it this far. I so miss my loved ones and being fully well and intend to keep doing all I can to regain my health. I want to one day soon row that little boat…and ride up out of the covid mist with utter love and hope.
And I for sure will.
Sending beautiful healing thoughts to all those who’ve been having to ride the same storm.
Here’s to staying safe and keeping afloat ?