Sitting in my swiveling, rocking deck chair on the porch, enjoying an early morning that is beautiful as well as quiet…my heart starts to pound. I’m not startled, I’m not rocking or swiveling like a crazy person, I’m sitting.
This is the life of someone with palpitations. We are attacked at any time, during any events for no reason.
Needless to say, solitude moment, done.
Those without anxiety or palpitations shrug and wonder why we can’t just move on. You’re normal, what do you know.
We struggle with finding a comfortable spot to live our lives in. We long for the ever absent peace and tranquility.
Comfort within the walls of our bodies and mind is always just out of reach. We get just close enough to see it, to just about touch it but not close enough to breathe it or embrace it.
We dream of the days (and nights) when we will finally be still. Our thoughts calm and soothing while our bodies are relaxed and we finally, at last, feel comfortable in our own skin.
My vision of normal is being easy going. Taking good days and bad days at face value. Having a healthy spirit, mind and body. Taking disruptions with a grain of salt while remaining strong in your beliefs, your values and your ethics. Being proud of your accomplishments as well as your failures. Being humble but assertive. Serving the greater good while enhancing your own life. Honoring your faith while respecting the faith of others. Being normal is living your life to the best of your ability while enjoying the process and enriching the lives of those around you.
My goal is to be my version of normal.