Yesterday, it was almost 60 degrees here. It poured rain and really felt more like spring than the lingering days of January. Today, it was 10 degrees and it snowed four inches. This kind of weather change, especially the really cold part is very hard on people with fibromyalgia.
I'm praying for late spring and warmth. I wish for days that I can happily go outside, tip my smiling face to the sun and soak it in like something waiting to grow and be beautiful.
But until then, when I'm feeling like a prisoner in my own home, I listen to my beloved Beatles, snap my fingers, do a little butt wiggling while I sing along - "Little darlin, here comes the sun and I say it's all right."
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