Tuesdays of Texture is a really awesome weekly feature. You can read about it over here; but the short version is I want to see a bit of your world so link up your post in the comments!
Did I mention that the trek to this river was… a little on the harsh side? That we had to walk up a road and then enter private farming land (with permission, because everyone knows everyone) and then spiral down a high mountain through a thin path so steep that we had to hold on to bushes and trees to not slip down?
No? My brain has a badass defensive system. My mom was commenting on it, I forget the most horrible things some people have said to me, but remember the best and happiest moments with them. Which is an awesome way to feel lighter and pick yourself up after an emotional down, but is also problematic when you need to stand up for yourself.
Like, the blackout? in a few weeks I won’t remember how Baby J and I slept drenched in sweat before my father was able to find a power plant that could connect the fans (and the fridge), or how I heated three different pre-made foods before I gave up and made white rice-alone- for Baby J because I’ve gotten her used to fresh homemade food and the downside was that I needed to find such food in an island with no power and no gas stove. (Am buying a portable one as soon as I have a few bucks.)
I actually freaked out and headed to Wendy’s thinking I might find something to eat but then I saw the line getting to the end of the place and decided not to risk a two hour wait line, with a tired Baby J.
But all I will remember later will be how much we played together and how much we enjoyed the little simple things. Although, there was a hashtag on facebook about how we “went back to being people ” because the blackout made us go outside, talk to people, watch the stars; and I’m not taking any of that crap. That blackout was a nightmare for anyone who medically needed power and for everyone with a full fridge or freezer.
Anyway. It was a thirty minute intense trek going up back from the river. I stopped three times to catch my breath, both because it was so hard and because my fitness condition is around -192% at this point.
Go hop over this beautiful participations shared last week:
Have a happy day! And remember to share a bit of it with me!