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[bigdeerecovery]

When the universe says “STFU!”

33 days since my initial COVID diagnosis and I am exhausted.  For over 3 weeks, I’ve had to practice not speaking as it would expel too much energy.  On the times I spoke longer than I could tolerate, I’d go into a coughing spell that often led to an asthma pump and needing to change my soiled underwear.  Because thats what bladders are like for most moms I know, especially in our 40′s.

Look, I’m not complaining, I’m just calling it as it is.  There is something that happens to you after sitting in the same room for 33 days in the fight of your life.  It’s something that clicks in your mind and cancels out any desire to perform or waste time.  When even your fingernails hurt, it creates an environment where most things become insignificant. The things that seem to matter most in these moments are the exact things we don’t make time for,

During this COVID ordeal, when I needed to silence myself, I created. I created art, poetry, stories, jewelry and even created my own font.  Those that know me know that I am in the process of creating an assortment of stories of my life and experiences.

Since the universe, has told me to be quiet, I figured I’ll find an alternative way to communicate with folks to share my creations.  Like my COVID experience, these offerings aren't linear.  There is no beginning, middle or end, just experiences. But this entire ordeal has been far too impactful for it not to merit its space to share.