Well I am back home from spending a week of heaven alone in the Welsh cottage of my dreams mountain walking, wild swimming and cycling alone. After returning we had just a day to get the garden ready for a BBQ with friends, socially distanced ofcourse.
Pete had mowed the lawn and cleared blanket weed from the pond and I were and pruned.
It is now a day later and I am pleased we have the garden to ourselves again. Just the birds singing and the rumble of traffic on the road.
I feel very lucky to have this little piece of paradise in the south, alone with my dream cottage overlooking the mountains and estuary.
Today I put my NHS volunteer responder app back on, ready to take calls to provide telephone support to lonely, isolated people during the pandemic. It all feels a world away from 3 years ago when I felt so sick, dizzy and scared all the time I did not want Pete to be in a different room, let alone be left in the house by myself. The idea of taking a phone call from a friend filled me with fear and just a trip to the shops made me feel sick and shaky. Eating, sleeping and walking all felt like mammoth tasks to be dreaded and I lost a couple of stones of weight in six weeks.
To everyone out there who is going through similar thoughts and feelings, do take heart that things will improve, you will get better. Many of us are hear to listen and support you. Feel free to message me anytime if you would like sympathy and support and a non judgemental shoulder to cry on.
Take courage and try to move forward with just tiny steps each day. You will get there.
Kim