I injured my back in mid-July and I’m finally easing into my daily routine with significantly less pain. I’ve learned many valuable lessons over the past six weeks, especially the power of taking care of my body and mind. While I was injured, moving and writing were incredibly painful and as a result I had to revisit my self-care plan.
I couldn’t ride my bike or walk long distances, but I was able to start small by doing gentle exercises at home and walk in a therapy pool. Movement, especially walking in the pool, helped me heal and focus on positive emotions. I also focused on reading, being patient with my recovery process, and photography. Taking photos enabled me to focus on something outside of me, other than my pain.
Life in the Tiny House
Over the years, I tried to be clear that living in a tiny house isn’t perfect or easy. No living situation goes without challenges. For example, convalescing in the little house was difficult. I wasn’t able to climb up and down the loft ladder for three weeks after I injured myself. However, I’m glad we designed our house with a pull out bed on the main floor because that’s where I slept and spent most of my time during July and August.
A lot of folks have asked me if we will live in the tiny house forever. Honestly, I don’t know. Life is constantly changing and the tiny house works for us now. I don’t foresee Logan and I upsizing anytime soon. Yet, if our needs shifted I could see us moving into a small apartment or cottage. In the grand scheme of things, the type of house I live in doesn’t matter. A house won’t take care of me when I’m ill or injured. Relationships trump things, including beloved tiny houses.
And, my injury reaffirmed how important it is to be grateful for tiny beautiful moments and my loved ones. It’s also caused me to reevaluate where I want to go with my little business and where we want to live (more on this soon). I don’t have any firm answers and that’s okay. Asking questions and being grateful is a good start.