Dear Kidneys
There are times when I want to claw through my skin and rip you out of my body with my bare hands. I then imagine throwing you down on the ground, stomping on you repeatedly and finally flushing you down the toilet.
Other times I want to beg for your forgiveness. Forgiveness for not listening to your cries for help from within. I want to apologise over and over for not recognising the signs that you were hurt and slowly dying.
Today I want to flush.
Love Fee
Ah – I have had days like that.
Those little bean shaped things seem to have a mind of their own. Somedays there grand, other days they decide that they going to mess with you. When they mess with me – I like standing in the Sun and staring at nothing. No thought, just feeling the warmth. Thats enough to walk back in-side and face the bean’s again.
Have an hour in the Sun, don’t think just stare.
You’re spot on Karl. I have been enjoying the warmth on my back and they won’t be getting the better of me – this I am determined!
I remember being told that challenges come along to test us in life. I won’t fail this test.