The Importance of Meditation

We all deal with stress in our daily lives and I'm no different. Some days I can handle my stress well and on other days I feel like it's all just coming down on me and this past weekend was one of those moments. My husband got really sick and had to be rushed to the emergency room. The whole week had been crazy leading up to it, it started on Monday when my youngest son woke up sick and had to stay home from school. The that was followed by my oldest deciding that he wanted to challenge us with his teenage attitude and rebellion so by Wednesday I was already feeling like I needed 3 drinks. Not to mention I'm on a 6 day work week for my job, filling candle orders for my business, trying to finish my next book all while dealing with this craziness when out of nowhere my husband get hits with the flu. Now I don't know how many of you have a "big kid" at home but we all know when a man get sick it's the worse. I'd rather take care of 6 sick kids over 1 sick man...lol. By Friday I was already shutting down. I was tired, aggravated, pissed and ready to snap. My usually loving husband was being a jerk because he was achy, feverish and congested yet he want to get up and go to work and I had to pull out my "bitch card" and make him call out of work. I was going off of no sleep whatsoever when I finally closed my eyes to rest I was awaking by my husband breathing funny. When I looked over he was pale and cold to the touch I immediately rushed him the the ER and when we got there they said he wasn't passing oxygen, his calcium and sodium were extremely low so they had to rush to provide care to get him stable and comfortable. There were scary moment at the doctors where I thought it was possible that he wouldn't be returning home with me. While the doctors worked on him I stood there looking into his eyes and I could see his pupils contracting several time and his color completely gone and as much as I wanted to freak out I knew I had to be strong for him so I just stayed right by his side, rubbed his face, and kept tapping him every time he would fade out. The nurses told him "You have a great nurse by your side" he looked me in my eyes a smile. I told him "I got you baby" and he smiled again and then his color started to return once we knew he was clear of danger he was able to rest. I had to leave the doctors and go straight to work by this time I'm just done. I grabbed an energy drink and went on to cut hair I tried to make it my whole shift but I just couldn't hang in there so I left 2 hours early. When I got home and looked around everything was a mess. Dishes, laundry and anything else I neglected that week was staring at me when I walked in and that's when my meltdown began. I felt myself becoming extremely frustrated and ready to have a all out bipolar moment when I decided to just sit down on the couch instead. Once on the couch I pulled out my phone and started to search for ways to calm down and that's when I found Meditation techniques and decided to try one and my goodness you wouldn't the relief I got. I meditated for 15 minute and after I felt so relaxed and was able to clean, cook and rest. Experiencing this relief left me feeling like Meditation is something I need to add to my daily schedule. Meditation is important for your mental and physical health and well being. I encourage everyone to add meditation to their lives.

Enough Crying

There are days where is it hard to just get out of bed. Most times staying there is the easiest thing to do and is not the most logical thing a person should do to try to avoid life. But I absolutely get it, you all have no idea how many mornings I just want to stay in my bed and not go to work, deal with people or life I just want to hide from the world but that is not realistic. No matter what our problems may be we cannot run from them because that's giving "the problem" too much control over your life. So get your ass up out that bed, swipe those tears and get to doing what you are meant to do! You are not here on this earth to cry about your problems and pout you are here to do something great to help someone else in need. Your problems may feel magnified to you but they're minimal to others struggling way more than you. Not that your problems aren't important because they are but I bet if you think of your worse nightmare, it is nowhere near that so again I say to you "Get up out that bed and wipe those tears from your eyes". Put your best foot ahead and put whatever is bothering to the back of your mind especially if there isn't anything in your control that can be done about it. Enough crying sister-girl its time to dust yourself off and make the best moves of your life! Even if you feel it will all be for nothing at least your not just sitting back sulking in your bed. Be proud that you were able to get up out of that bed and tuck those tears and fears away so that you could go on another day!