I am a visual artist and educator. When I am not teaching, doing nature jaunts, and traveling to exotic places, I am usually in my studio trying to make insightful artworks. This activity is an intellectual exchange and I find it very challenging and complex. Hopefully, I plan on doing some relief work overseas with my husband sometime in the near future.
After returning from India last week, I was thrown into the real world of confronting work, new art projects, skiing, a birthday - so much to do. This trip will take time for me to process and digest. When I review the photos from our trip I cannot imagine that I was at this place, this wondrous country, so foreign, bright and bleak at the same time.
With an active week-end in front of me, I fell seriously ill. I was struck down with the flu; a roaring fever, chills, etc, etc. I had never before felt or experienced this type of sickness. Ken panicked for a moment but with his science mind came to the conclusion that I would be okay. I stayed in bed for two days sweating it out. The third day, my strength returned; still with stomach upsets but I could finally read in bed and catch up on my New Yorkers.
Things change is a heartbeat. Being sick makes you realize how fortunate you are that you can get better again and will get back to the routine of things. And that is putting it mildly.