being sicky is icky

As I sit here sipping my fresh mint leaf tea, blowing my nose and listening to James Taylor, I am comforted by the fact that I am not all alone in this giant house anymore. My parents got home yesterday evening. It is good to have people in the house again. While I am all alone at home I am all too aware of every little noise. It can be kinda freaky. But now with my parents home again the house feels alive and friendly again.

Being sick isn't something I enjoy. But it is a good excuse to drink lots of tea and sit on the couch all snuggle up with a blanket on the couch with a nice warm fire and maybe a good TV show, movie or just some good music. I think today I have had 6 or 7 cups of tea (and I am sure I will have a few more before the night is over - I am making hot apple cider as we speak, I mean as I type). I love the way tea smells... its so rich and powerful, and then when you drink it, it warms your mouth... then as it goes down your throat it warms your whole insides. And it always tastes so yummy too! I went into the tea center yesterday and bought some new tea. I love walking into that store... the smell of it just makes me smile. (thankfully I went yesterday when I was still able to smell)

I woke up this morning convinced that I was going to go for a run, tutor, have tea with friends, make some more feather earrings, and maybe clean up my room. I only did one of those things. Sickness really just takes over my body... i lose all energy and motivation.

So instead of doing any of those things... I decided it was time to blog again.

I have been learning lots the past little while. I don't really even know where to start. And my mind just feels so foggy (with this nasty cold) that I don't feel like my brain is really functioning properly. So I apologize for the nonsense of this post.

I have been learning the importance of asking for things. If you don't ask, you won't receive. Sometimes it can be so tough to ask... I feel selfish. But Jesus asked for things too. At the well he straight up said "give me a drink". And I see it as a way of God showing us that yes... the water is there... but we do need to ask for it. But it isn't just asking for things. Its putting myself out there. Be friends with someone, don't always expect them to make the effort. I think most of the time I am alright at that one.. but I can still get better. It can me risky and scary to put myself out there... for all to judge. But if I just continue to hide in the corner, no one will see anything but a scared little girl. And believe it or not... there is more than that to me.

There is so much more I would like to write, but my brain is so stuffed up with this cold that I can't function well enough to put my thoughts together. Looks like I will have to delay the information for another post.