Blessings in disguise

Illness makes me feel sorry for myself. Until I start getting into the moment. And rest. Which is what I did this weekend. What makes me curious, why don't I rest when I am well? Probably because there is work to be done, but more, I think I am the only one who can get anything done. Now is the time to realize the world doesn't revolve around me at all. What a burden that releases!!!