Eight days and twenty two hours. That’s how long it’s been since I last kissed my spouse, ever since I caught the cold from hell. There’s something about laying around for days under blankets in a cold medicine induced stupor that can get a girl thinking about the important things in life. You see, I’m always on the go. Up at 4:30, at work by 6:30, home by 5:30, rush around to get an hour of exercise in, make dinner and lunches, go to bed and get up and do it all over again the next day. In between, I do my best to find snatches of time to chat with my spouse, and hopefully get a little writing in here and there. Weekends are equally busy with a whole slew of different tasks. Thank goodness for my Fridays off, otherwise I’d never have time to write.
So, in the grand scheme of things, being knocked down and unable to get up for several days has its benefits. It reminded me of how much I appreciate the little things which happen to be the best things in my life. For starters, I love to eat good food. One of my favorite times of day is sitting down to eat dinner with my spouse. It matters to me that during that special, yet short time, we not only eat healthy but enjoy our food and each other’s company. Unfortunately, I can neither smell nor taste food with this cold. When it’s gone, I’m going to make a five course feast.
As for exercise, this is longest stretch that I can remember having gone without it. I miss the endorphins and how it makes my mind and body strong and healthy. Right now, I feel squishy and tired, which I don’t like one bit. In the not too distant future though, I’m going to run as far as my legs will carry me and love every second of it. I’ll go on a warm sunny day and run in the woods while the birds serenade me. Good times, indeed.
The things that I miss most however are the feel of my spouse’s cheek next to mine, and how much it means to be able to kiss her every day. We’ll have been together twenty one years in July, 2012. There isn’t anything in the world more precious to me than getting to be the one who kisses her every day for the rest of our lives. In fact, as soon as the cold from hell passes, I intend to kiss her like there’s no tomorrow.
Thanks Mr. Cold Virus for giving me a little much needed perspective. You can be on your way now. Peace.