Getting My Groove Back

I am not much of a movie goer, think I have gone to the theater to see a movie 5 times in my 31 years of being married, so I am not much of a movie expert, but seems to me there was a movie about someone getting their groove back and although I have no idea what that movie was about, I can relate to the subject of getting ones "groove" back, which I am hoping means to get ones yest for life back.

For the past couple of years I have been struggling with an under active thyroid. Took synthroid for a bit but it gave me chest pains so I stopped. Tried about 100 different natural remedies to no avail so when I went to the Doctor about my knee, I mentioned my symptoms, the most serious one being, total lack of enthusiasm. I think my daughters both worried I was depressed, but that wasn't it, it was more like being too tired to do anything or care much about things. I was so tired, so worn out. Ate like a bird, lost no weight, was cold and shockingly the blood work also showed my cholesterol and triglycerides were high. I eat healthy and almost NO meat and am careful about how much fat I consume and what kind of fat it is. I nearly cried hearing about my cholesterol but my Doctor kindly pointed out that this is just one more aspect of hyperthyroidism and expects it to return to what it normally after taking the thyroid medication. Understandably, taking a new thyroid medication made me a bit nervous, after all chest pains were no fun. Our Doctor is a wonderful physician, a fine Seventh-Day Adventist Doctor that is just as comfortable with many natural remedies as he is with cutting edge medicine. He put me on Armour Thyroid and within a couple days, I felt changed. I feel like a new woman. My enthusiasm has returned, my energy is way up and I just feel better.

Which in turn takes me to the place I love the most, but lacked interest in for a bit of time...the homestead life, simple living, working in the soil, seeing the world through childlike vision and happily living spherically, in many directions but all with the same goal in sight.

This morning I was up with the sun, milking goats just as the sky turned from dark to light.

I felt energy and joy as I watered the rose garden and worked in the vegetable garden, pulling weeds, stopping every once in a while to listen to the birds and try to identify them by their song before I found what tree limb they were singing from. Its now 9 am and there are two loads of wash dancing in the morning breeze, it feels good to have my life back. I stood at the clothes line fingering a handwoven dish towel, looking at the weave, admiring the beauty of the work and thinking about how our lives are so much the same and glad that every single row helps create the beauty of the finished product.

Life's Weaving

Life is but a weaving
between my God and me;
I may not choose the colors,
He knows what they should be.
For He can view the pattern
Upon the upper side,
While I can see it only
On this, the under side.
Sometimes He weaveth sorrow,
Which seemeth strange to me;
But I will trust His judgment,
And work on faithfully.
'Tis He who fills the shuttle,
He knows just what is best;
So I shall weave in earnest
And leave with Him the rest.
At last, when life is ended,
With Him I shall abide,
And I may view the pattern
Upon the upper side,
Then I shall know the reason
Why pain with joy entwined,
Was woven in the fabric
Of life that God designed
~Author Unknown~