I like to think of myself as a naturally happy person. I'm pretty upbeat, the perennial cheerleader.
Ma Ingalls, that is. (Nice beard, Pa!) Ma would NOT be in bed with covers over her head. She'd have been up at dawn stoking the fire made out of twisted hay, or corn cobs or whatever, and gently rousing her children to get up and get their days started, too. I'm sure she had the crud occasionally, and having done some research a couple years ago when all of us got the flu (me-pregnant), I'm pretty sure her medicine would have included some of these things: garlic, ginger, bone broth, elderberries, nettles, apple cider vinegar. She may have had a slower day, relying on her older children to take care of the younger. If it was not The Long Winter (or maybe if it was), and it was warm enough, she would probably just take some time and knit some nice red mittens to surprise a wee one on Christmas morning. Oh, I already feel better just thinking about wee ones and mittens. See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Today, I'm gonna be mindful of when my mind turns toward complaint, and see if I can redirect it. Thanks, Ma.
P.S. I am making this right now:
Spicy Cold Killer
And doing several of these:
Natural Remedies for colds from Wellness Mama
And also making bone broth wellness soup with my Thanksgiving turkey bone broth, burdock, ginger, garlic, onions, leeks, parsnips and probably other things. Mmmmmmm.
Here's to a better day.