A letter to my health.

Thank you guys for the love and prayers sent my friend’s mom’s way. It really means a lot, and I am glad that I was able to share her story with you. Hopefully someone will benefit from her disease, whether that be through knowledge or early detection.

Today’s WEGO prompt is another interesting one…write a letter to your health

NHBPM-150x150 Dear beaten up, abused body of mine,

When it comes to your health, I don’t seem to care much. Sure I try to eat as many vegetables as I can, try to limit my sugar intake, and sometimes ice my legs after soccer games, but I am ashamed to admit that I completely take advantage of you.

I guess what they say is true, you never know what you have until it’s gone. These past few months have been a nightmare filled with horrendous doctors appointments and a battery of tests. The worst part is not knowing. It’s having them look at me and literally shrug.

Health, what are we doing here? Are you sabotaging me so that I will take better care of you? Because if that’s it, then I promise I will do better.

I promise…

  • to skip blogging in order to sleep in
  • to not get so angry
  • to stop shoving dirt in my cuts on the soccer field to stop the bleeding
  • to get a professional massage once every 2 months to dig out the never ending knots in my back
  • to eat more greens in any form I can
  • to let go of any bitterness in my heart
  • to look for the good in people more
  • to ice my legs after every workout, not just my games
  • to take more “me” time

How does that sound to you Health? I know it isn’t perfect, but it’s a start right?

It may not seem like it, but Health you are important to me. I want to be strong. I want to have courage. And I want to be an example. I can’t do that if I am a shell of myself. I need you Health. I need you firing on all cylinders so that I can take on whatever comes my way.

After everything I’ve put you through – the starving, the pain, the sorrow, the brokenness, you have come back together well. Most would never even notice the scars there. But I do. And I want you to know how much I appreciate those scars. Because they are battle wounds. They are memories of when we were in the trenches, together, fighting back our demons.

And we’ve won. Regardless of how many times we get side swiped and knocked on our butts, our will and courage will keep us from failing. We’ve won this war regardless of what else comes at us, because we’ve decided to fight. And that’s all it takes to win.

Without you Health, it’s impossible for me to be who I want to be.

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What do you want to say to your health?
What aspects of your health do you take for granted?

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