Who would ever have thought I'd be so fascinated by the visitors to my bird table? Certainly not me! However, every morning now, I tiptoe across the ice in the garden to put food on the table. The birds wait for me in the bushes on the other side of the wall, and if their breakfast doesn't arrive on time, they dive bomb the bird table until I notice!
I think that my powers of observation have become more acute since my illness, perhaps because I'm so grateful - and so surprised - that I'm still here. I'm much more aware of the world around me than I was and I take great joy in seeing the local wildlife coming so close to the house.
Has illness changed me? Yes, I think it has; though whether for the better is something only those who know me could judge...
No comments:
Post a Comment