Virginia has been off the blogosphere (and any-o-sphere) for a week with a bad case of the flu. Extreme chills, high fever, headache, body aches, and bad cough – evidently this flu is running rampant through our town.
So not fun, having the flu. My brother and I were meant to have a 4-day getaway over the weekend but had to cancel. Not just flu blues, but disappointment blues, too.
Misery loves company, so they say. My brother Dwight is now down with flu blues, too. Sniffling, shuffling by sis. Hack. Hack.
Whose germs, what and where? (Lysol spray deployed everywhere.)
Fortunately my February flu blues have softened a notch, petering their way out.
Enduring flu blues made me think of friends and dear ones fighting more serious challenges. Cancer. Terminal illnesses. Broken heart blues, broken life blues.
For some dear ones, medical blues and life blues won’t just peter out. A few may lessen for a short time, but cancer aches, body aches, heart and broken life aches are ever present.
‘Tis humbling, that. My flu blues heart asks God for healing graces for all of you suffering the blues wherever you are. May God give you enduring grace to face your blues with extra doses of peace, comfort and love.
Virginia : )
“Pain and suffering are inevitable, but misery is optional.” Tim Hansel