If you’ve been reading my recent blog posts, you’ll know that I was struck down with tonsillitis again at the beginning of the month. This then accumulated into a viral Upper Respiratory Tract Infection.
Basically, I’ve been a very poorly girl and – yes, I admit – I have felt sorry for myself.
In all honesty, I’ve never been THIS ill THIS frequently in all of my twenty five years. It started back in October when my doctor referred me to A&E after I had breathing problems. It was there that I was told I had a Lower Respiratory Tract Infection which could have turned into pneumonia if it had got any worse.
Following this LRTI, I was struck down with tonsillitis a few days later. I seemed to have recovered for a few weeks and then got a viral chest infection over Christmas. From the end of December to the end of January – I was finally in good health. Then, at the beginning of February, I got tonsillitis again. I took a week off work to recover but – lo and behold – the tonsillitis came back a couple of weeks later (which takes us to the beginning of the month) before turning into a viral URTI.
We can draw the conclusion that my immune system SUCKS! But the good news is that I’m feeling a lot better now.
While I was off sick, I was mostly bed bound. It was only towards the end of that final sick note period that I was up and about on my feet again. I remember popping out to our local farm shop with my family the weekend before I was due to return to work and, even though I was only out for two hours, I was SOOOOOO TIRED.
To build my strength back up in those last few days off, I went for a couple of little walks near my house. It was on one of these walks where I found my new favourite place.
My house is about a 10 minute walk from the village bridge which goes over the River Wharfe. There are some houses that overlook it – one of them even has its own private dock:
(Isn’t it just the cutest?!)
There’s also some public stone steps hidden around the same area that you can go down and they bring you right alongside the river edge.
On this particular crisp, sunny Sunday morning – I stumbled upon these steps without even knowing about them. It took all of my energy to go down them (I had not yet conquered stairs after being laid up for two weeks) but, BOY, am I glad I did.
What I found at the end was ultimate peace, tranquility and serenity.
Hidden away, surrounded by trees and overlooking the sparkling river in the spring sunshine, I sat down on one of the steps on the river edge and felt like I was the only girl left on this planet.
I was only there for a few minutes but it was so therapeutic to just sit there, alone with my own thoughts, encircled by endless beauty. It was there, in that moment, where I felt like I didn’t have a care in the world.
I forgot everything.
I forgot where I was, what had happened to me in my life – I even forgot who I was.
I was just a girl – a tiny, insignificant being on one of the many planets in our colossal universe.
I could have stayed there forever.
This spot, a 10 minute walk from my house, will now be my safe haven.
It’s comforting to me that I know exactly where I can go henceforth, if I ever need to put my problems in perspective…
I’m so glad I found it – my new favourite place.