The Trip

This is finding life through pain.

Hello dear reader.

As I write this, I’m in a hotel room seven hours from home. Tomorrow I’ll do four more hours and be at my daughter’s house. Louissa said I are very close and I haven’t seen her in over a year.

I did better than I expected to today. My head started hurting about three hours in, but the meds helped and it hasn’t gotten insane. I’m exhausted, but laying in a bed relaxing. I’ll be going to sleep very soon, I’m sure.

I’m very thankful to have a wonderful husband who is completely supportive of me doing this. He worries because of my health issues, but is happy for me that I get to go spend time with my daughter.

This is finding life through pain. Right now, laying in this hotel room bed writing this post, I’m feeling thankful.

Until next time…


Author: lynnetteok

There's a page with probably more about me than most people care to know. πŸ˜‰

5 thoughts on “The Trip”

  1. This made me teary eyed. The last line about finding life through pain. I love you so much and you don’t know how much it means to me that you are making this trip, despite everything, to come see me. I love you, Mom. You are, and always will be, the strongest woman I know.

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  2. I know the feeling too well. I too live with chronic pain and despite the pain, I do it all. It’s something only a mother or parent would know to do. You’d move mountains despite what obstacles may come, if it means doing it for your child – done! May you continue to gather the strength to continue on with your trip, so you may soon see your baby girl. Blessing to you both. πŸ˜ŠπŸ™πŸ½

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