This has been going on so long I am not sure what normal is
anymore. I do not remember a time (other
than recovering from illness or surgery) that I could not physically do
anything I wanted to do. Now I will confess
there were many that laughed when I could not do it as good or as long as I
wanted to, but there was no question that I could do it. As I recall…those were
the times I was typically accused of being “hard headed”. That name never bothered me, in fact I kind
of wore it like a badge of honor, and it went well with the red hair. Now I find myself questioning everything I
want to do. Am I strong enough? Will my passion be enough to keep me going? No
doctor ever explained the frustration that would happen between what I want to
do and what my heart will allow my body to do…Somewhere in the back of my mind
I felt like the more I could do the more I would be liked….
"Try" Colbie Caillat
This to me has become the frustration of ageing...no matter the health issues. And you are correct...no one ever told us it would be like this!
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