2017 was probably one of the worst years of my life. I know I had many years that led up to divorce. They were bad, but I was the frog in the pot. If I just kept dancing from one foot to another, all would be well. I know that my teenage years were fraught with discontent. My parents had five children and their own issues. I know I have lost my father and my grandparents were taken two by two. Those were expected and in some way relief mixed with the pain. But still, at this moment, 2017 has been the worst. It has left me empty. Now my body is saying stop. If you don’t do something, I too am giving up. Stop. Regroup.

So, what to do?

How do you turn your life around?

I have started the year with a week by myself doing almost nothing. This was not a plan, not a ruse. My significant other left the state for a work trip. My Achilles tendon shouted out for attention. Stay in bed, stop using me it said. My spasming back muscles said sit still, stop doing what you are doing. And so here I am listening to my body.  Alone and quiet. Doing nothing. Let the recuperation begin.