Tomorrow I turn 31. I wasn't even supposed to see 28 but I refuse to stop fighting, I refuse to quit pushing to stay off transplant list and keep my own lungs even though some days are super tough. Why?? Because of days like today.
This morning I woke up early, got coffee going, did my treatments, and started my morning routine, today was the day Frigga and the All Father were taking me to the beach. I had the options of two different places and I chose the place I first got to spend the day with Frigga. Maybe its because it was a wonderful memory or maybe it was because I need the refresh on my soul. You see the place I went which is by the ocean is a spiritual center. Its not like formed religion. We went stopped by the front desk and the one person saw my chest and asked if I had surgery I smiled and explained no no this is my IV and I have cystic fibrosis and she immedately wanted to help. She talked to us, and I explained how Frigga had helped me over the past couple of years with different homeopathic things. So we went upstairs to meditate. Meditation is one of the things I have learned to center my self and spirit. After a mediation with 2 of my favorite people over looking over the ocean. We went to the beach.
I put my feet in salty water while I breathe in the salty air to break up the junk in my lungs. I chased a crab the size of my hand and put and itsy bitsy shell in my bag. I breathe and coughed and I got re center my soul. This past year hasn't been easy, in fact the last couple of months I would like at the All Father and asked for the ocean to reset my soul. I needed to breathe in the ocean where my heart belongs, where my soul belongs, and just reset myself. They got a pic of the moment the cold ocean water hit my feet. I got to breathe in all this ocean air and I was just at peace. That moment was peaceful and I was with people I loved.
After that we googled and googled and found a safe place to eat. It was this safe sweet little place and I got to eat this beautifully plated salad and they were wonderful with my food allergies and they were all so so kind. I was so appreciative of every one that surrounded. The sweet lady who talked to the kitchen, and the people who altered there meal to eat with me. That is love and thats why I fight for this life. Because of days like today,
Be present and just love.
Love Yall
~Poppet
This morning I woke up early, got coffee going, did my treatments, and started my morning routine, today was the day Frigga and the All Father were taking me to the beach. I had the options of two different places and I chose the place I first got to spend the day with Frigga. Maybe its because it was a wonderful memory or maybe it was because I need the refresh on my soul. You see the place I went which is by the ocean is a spiritual center. Its not like formed religion. We went stopped by the front desk and the one person saw my chest and asked if I had surgery I smiled and explained no no this is my IV and I have cystic fibrosis and she immedately wanted to help. She talked to us, and I explained how Frigga had helped me over the past couple of years with different homeopathic things. So we went upstairs to meditate. Meditation is one of the things I have learned to center my self and spirit. After a mediation with 2 of my favorite people over looking over the ocean. We went to the beach.
I put my feet in salty water while I breathe in the salty air to break up the junk in my lungs. I chased a crab the size of my hand and put and itsy bitsy shell in my bag. I breathe and coughed and I got re center my soul. This past year hasn't been easy, in fact the last couple of months I would like at the All Father and asked for the ocean to reset my soul. I needed to breathe in the ocean where my heart belongs, where my soul belongs, and just reset myself. They got a pic of the moment the cold ocean water hit my feet. I got to breathe in all this ocean air and I was just at peace. That moment was peaceful and I was with people I loved.
After that we googled and googled and found a safe place to eat. It was this safe sweet little place and I got to eat this beautifully plated salad and they were wonderful with my food allergies and they were all so so kind. I was so appreciative of every one that surrounded. The sweet lady who talked to the kitchen, and the people who altered there meal to eat with me. That is love and thats why I fight for this life. Because of days like today,
Be present and just love.
Love Yall
~Poppet
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