I was the only person around on this brisk winter afternoon. It was wonderful. It was a good moment.
I have come to realize, after feeling physically and mentally great for one whole morning this week, that I don’t feel good most of the time. It is the nature of chronic illness.
So, no I don’t have good days or even good hours, but I do have good moments. And this was one of them.
I read something this week that really hit me: Chronic illness forces you to redefine what “good” feels like, which is heartbreaking and incredibly unfair.
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