For the first time in a year I am finally sleeping in my room. I had to shift to my sister’s room. Her room has an attached bathroom. I could not walk across the hall every time I needed to use the washroom. I used to often cry because of it.
Today I slept in my own bed. Although there was a little pain, I still could make it across the hall without falling. It felt redeeming.
Other highlights of the day, I made lunch today. I once again took my time. It felt good. I also wanted to bake some bread but I was exhausted by the cooking. As such, I choose to stop for the day. Small successes are still a success, I remind myself and then everything feels like a blessing.
Other than that I did not do much else. The weather is so cold all I want to do is curl up under my blanket and sleep.









