Knock the filth off. Jump up and Live.

I have this vision of being buried under a giant pile of debris. I wake up. I realize I shouldn’t be where I am and I fight my way through the crap, knocking off boxes and broken junk, freeing myself, standing up straight on two wobbly legs-
The sun beats warm on my face
The air smells fresh
The sky overhead stretches blue and beautiful
I can’t get enough of the moment.
We’ve been fighting down the flu in our house for about a week and a half. It’s sort of suffocating, isolating yourself in your house, away from everyone and trying not to spread all the germs. ICK. But now we’re free! My son, my daughter and yes, I swore I wouldn’t get it because my husband never gets sick, but never swear. The flu is a mean little bug.  It found me anyway and tackled me down with a vengeance. 
So even though I stole this vision from my 7thgrade history teacher, recalling a story he shared with the class about how he’d cope if a tornado every struck our building, his being a way funnier version using student bodies instead of rubble, the story in some weird way just fits.
There’s always a light somewhere. There’s an end to the way you feel and a beginning of something else. The flu is done in my house. I still feel a little under the weather, but I’m drawing the line.
I’m waking up tomorrow and I’m hitting the day as hard and fast as I can. 
I’m going to let life fill me up and be a version of myself I LOVE, all over again.

About Erika Beebe

Author, dreamer, and a momma to a couple of wonderful kids, I try to live life everyday in hope and inspire others along my way.

Posted on January 17, 2013, in erica beebe, Erika Beebe, live, live what you love, love, make something of your life. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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