When you are forced to rest ...
Learning about this today -- #happynewyearseve A photo posted by pearlstheword (@pearlstheword) on Dec 31, 2015 at 10:11am PST Well, it is the last day of the year. I have been sick at home for the last two days with a stubborn head cold that doesn't seem to be letting up. It's times like these, times when I am confined to my little home, with the sunlight gently streaking along the walls, as the love birds sing (ie, scream) and my little bulldog sleeping on the couch, that I am reminded of what "rest" should be. There is some semblance of peace here, and for me— amid the sneezing, running nose and trips to the bathroom, to blow said nose— I am forced to quiet myself, make another cuppa tea and rest. Maybe I am getting older (maybe, lol, for real I am!) but I find myself asking this question a lot : "what is this world coming to?" It seems like an "old person question" because I can remember talks with my grandparents and t...