Being grateful for touch has been difficult to start, because I found everything thing I would consider would morph into a pity party of the lack of it.
For instance the comfort of a, don’t worry I’ve got you, hand resting on the small of my back when I walk into a room of people, or something as simple as a keyboard rather than a henpecking touch screen so that my fingers can keep up with my thoughts, and so on and so forth. I could think of so many lacks but was having trouble with one simple praise.
So in my frustration I did what I do to relieve anxiety and tension, I sort things, find patterns, make order out of chaos. How do I do this? I play cards. Games of solitaire, free cell, and hearts.
There have definitely been days where I have felt that I have wasted too much time fixated on the act of sorting, but recently I realized that by occupying my mind with a puzzle, a mundane task of sorts, I have managed to keep the negative thoughts which used to overwhelm me at bay.
So what am I thankful for today, well its gotta be my iPad with its touch screen, and now my iPhone with its touch screen, because now I can take my block builder anywhere I go, so that when my monsters of negativity and anxiety try to break downs the walls I have built within my mind to contain them, I am armed and ready in the moment, to fight them back into submission by repairing the house of cards in which they dwell.
Unfortunately, we all know how flimsy a card house is……sigh