Re-Writing My Addison's Story

It is half way through the year and the humid summer heat is here in Southern Ontario.

I spent most of the last 8 weeks re-writing my script in my life.

I set my prioprites.

I determined my goals.

And I created boundaries to accomplish them.

Striving to achieve this has create many low cortisol CRASHED that have left me in paralyzed state of lifelessness and tears as I recover and recoup.

I can tell you that I have accomplished more PHYSICALLY and MENTALLY in the last 8 weeks than someone my age without ADDISON'S DISEASE.

I fight hard.

I made a decision. My home is my world. I am making it my own.

My priorities and goals usually means early nights, no social gatherings and quiet recovery.

My home is my sanctuary so I am making my home to reflect my soul.

My home is my safe space. I deserve for it to be beautiful.

So, I ramped up the beauty in my backyard with a gazebo, gardens, flower beds and more.

I walked in my bare feet, put my hands in the dirt and planted a garden to enjoy the wonder of life around me. I laid over 200 bricks. Painted a bench and flower plants. Planted gardens, bought a new patio set, clean the shed, assembled a shelf, painted my front door and more.

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The therapeutic benefits have been priceless.

I feel alive.

Life is a journey and we have the power to write, re-write, edit, and publish our own story.