Roller Skating

I grew up on roller skates. When I’m back on them, I feel free. I feel young again. I am fast and smooth and the wind blows my hair back with my speed. Skating is one of my happy spots. It lifts me from any mood.
Tonight Jonell, Ron, Don and I relived a day from our youth again and tore around the rink. I’m more sore than I could ever describe, but it’s TOTALLY worth it. My cookies made it obtainable. What would I do without them?
I am going to bed with my heart happy and my soul filled.

Another headache…

Today, I’m starting another one of my famous headaches. I never quite know what starts them, advances them or makes them go away. I hate being in the hospital, so I do everything in my power to not get one. Some go away naturally on their own and others fester to the point that I can’t stand the pain anymore. Today’s goal is to enjoy the last day of quiet of this house and try to get my neck to relax.