A New Attitude
I am sleepy as I write this, so the odds of it making any sense at all are at best 50/50. :) Make your wagers now! This photograph is of the image on my new favorite T shirt from Zazzle. I may rely upon a wheelchair for mobility, but I still have attitude. For a while now I have been feeling like my life is stuck in this sick and twisted version of the movie Groundhog Day where each day is a repetition of the day before and there is no escape. I thrive on having to think, to problem solve, to be creative, to engage and interact, to create new ways that have never been tried before, to celebrate successes that to the outside world seem insignificant but to the world in which my heart dwells are achievements akin to climbing Mt. Everest backwards while blindfolded. For too many months my life has been on hold. I have been in a stagnant holding position, a medical limbo, a place of existing but not living my life to the fullest. That is not me. I need to live my life and live it out loud, to live it to the limits, to live with passion and pursuing the gifts I have been given and the marvel of truly being alive. I can either wait in this holding position to die, be that at age 35 or 75, and just wander through the intermittent time, or I can take control back in my life and live every single moment that I have no matter what life throws at me. I will rebel against this disorder that continually whispers "you can't" "you lost", "that is impossible" and throw in its face all that I can do, all that is not lost, all that is possible. I will chase my dreams, even if those dreams have been changed slightly, and I will not remain stagnant any longer. It will take time to get a plan of action in motion, but I am beginning the process. I am breaking free of the hold that this has had on my life and declaring that I will live my life boldly, unabashedly, in faith and mercy, and refusing to sacrifice a moment. I must create something powerful, something beautiful, something of change and impact from this situation. I must choose to live instead of just being alive. In the future I see myself returning to college to pursue a Master's Degree, regaining my independence so I no longer feel trapped by relying on others for my access to the world, and reclaiming the passions in my life. I, and only I, will define who I am and what I am capable of, and my life will be limited only by my ability to imagine and to believe and to create adaptations as needed.
If this sounds dramatic, I apologize but this past week has been rough emotionally. This was a break through to realize that life will not be like this forever and that I can change so much of my reality. This life is mine to life, or mine to surrender. I am a rebel with a cause again!
P.S. Please let me know if this does not make any sense and I will rewrite it when I am more awake. I am very groggy and sleepy but wanted to write this tonight.
May 8, 2010 at 3:27 PM
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