Push the rewind button back to Monday, March 18th 2013
A much-anticipated day in my world. It’s my husband’s birthday! In our family it has been tradition to have a "birthday bagel" delivered to the guest of honor complete with a burning candle in the middle! The celebration continues through out the day with the honoree given the privilege of choosing the evening meal. We even have a Celebration Plate that we pull out for such an occasion! Some people call it silly, that’s ok…Birthdays are a big deal to me! I love everything about Birthdays!
For me it is a special time set apart to celebrate the day God chose to bless the world with the awesome gift of you.
So needless to say the excitement of the day was high in our home that morning. Our “New Nest” experience has been one of discovery and adventure to say the least. Our morning started with the sweet aroma of coffee brewing, the sound of the blender on high pulverizing our favorite smoothie recipe. Scrambled eggs, with cheese and green chilies are cooking on the stove. I must confess however that, whole-wheat bread was browning in the toaster. For us, Ezekiel bread has replaced the bagels now that our kids are grown and married. Duane and I decided that we preferred the lighter side; It is gentler on our waistlines.
So with full stomachs and alert minds I sent my husband off to work with a hug and a kiss and the vision of Beef Stroganoff for dinner dancing in his head!
I too had a full day of work a head of me so it was time to hit the ground running.
The clock struck 3pm and my workday was complete. I had taken the afternoon off so I could prepare a lovely meal for my man without being rushed and with plenty of time to serve him honorably!
I kicked off my shoes ran up the stairs to brush my teeth and ran right into the pocket door of my bathroom…
That was it, I fell to the floor writhing in pain. I could hardly breath. I could barley see straight. I held my foot so close to my body that it felt as if it was now joined to my bicep. The tears flowed uncontrollably out of my eyes. The sight of my middle toe, left foot…ugh! Let’s just say it looked like the red sea had been parted between my toes.
Once I regained my senses, I realized that a trip to the grocery store to purchase the last needed ingredient for Duane’s birthday dinner was not going to happen. I could put no weight on my left foot let alone a shoe to drive. So I made an unfamiliar call to his cell phone “Honey, can you please stop at the store on your way home from work”. The final ingredient needed for the stroganoff was sour cream.
I managed to prepare a nice Birthday feast for the two of us on standing on one footJ when our plates were clean and our bellies were full my gracious husband lent a hand with the dishes. So much for me serving him that evening!
Fast forward now to the present.
Today it is several months later.... It is a beautiful sunny day here in New Mexico; I am up before dawn so I can witness the fabulous sunrise. I start down the stairs from our bedroom barefoot, on tiptoe and realize that my toe is still tender. I had spent the past three months buddy taping it, wrapping it, taking extra care not to over work it. Taking Advil, arnica, and applying tiger balm when needed for the swelling and discomfort. I even paid a visit to my doctor office a couple times for reassurance that it was healing correctly. Then about 2 weeks ago I decided to stop buddy taping it. The swelling had gone down, the pain almost non- existent, and the toe was beginning to look somewhat “normal” again. After all it had been over three months! It should be completely healed by now. I was telling myself...Get a grip LeAnne, it’s time to get over it! My toe was ready to be set free from the confines of tape and splint!
So needless to say, I was very surprised to feel the discomfort once again that morning. I had resumed walking my three miles that past week, going barefoot in the house and not paying any attention anymore to my previous injury, a broken toe. I was moving on…
In the quietness and peace of an early morning revelation, so many thoughts are running through my mind. These thoughts have led me to slow down long enough to pray, to sit and be still. When I allow myself moments of silence, I hear the gentle words of God. “LeAnne, I love you… Don’t miss me today. I am reminding you through your mild discomfort this morning that although a considerable amount of time has passed, there is still healing taking place. True healing, dear one comes from the inside out. You LeAnne haven’t given much thought to your past injury for several days, you are living life out loud, resuming normal activities and pleasures, and enjoying the fact that there is only a mild amount of visible evidence that an injury has occurred. And that’s great! Celebrate the healing that has happened! Wear the cute sandals that you are dying to wear! But, be sensitive to the inner work I am doing in your heart, in your toes, and in the hearts of those you touch.”
When we experience trials, it hurts. We bump into life, or life bumps into us. The bump could be physical, emotional, intellectual or spiritual. The bump or brokenness could be one hour old, one day old, one month old or one year old…or perhaps maybe it has been bruised or broken for a lifetime. Be sensitive dear one and prayerful…Lay aside your assumptions and expectations. A heightened awareness today is my gift to you. Be reminded that each one of us is on a unique and beautiful journey. Don't miss the healing.
You may be walking around looking pretty darn good on the outside but go ahead and "buddy tape" that toe today! "Buddy taping" adds support, stability, alignment, unity, and strength, Buddy tape your heart to mine. Buddy tape your life to others. There is no shame in that. Your life was never intended to be lived apart or broken off from others. You really do need support, as we all do. Be real, be honest, be transparent, and embrace true authenticity and freedom.
That is sisterhood, that is “Walking your Talk”, that is La Dolce Vita!
LeAnne Parsons is The Walk Your Talk Coach, as well as the CEO of La Dolce Vita Coaching. As a Certified Life Empowerment Coach, LeAnne has a desire to stand shoulder to shoulder with you as you boldly let go of all the obstacles that hold you back from fully embracing the life you were created to live.