I have not walked alone. And yet times I have felt unbelievable loneliness, I have felt like an outsider, like something other than who I once was. Now I rejoice in that. Of course I am something, someone other than what I once was. I thought I was strong before this but I was made of iron, untested in the fire. Now, through the fire of tragedy and trial, I have become steel. I am unbroken. And it is time to do that thing that I thought I could not do, it is time to move on.
So I ask all of you, any of you reading this, be my supporters in that next step. Help me move on and move away from this stage of life. When you see me, when you text me, when you call, just ask me about my life, and not my health. If there is something important, I will share it here. Otherwise, let's give ourselves permission to let this topic go. Let's talk about our joys, let's talk about our families, let's talk about our gardens and our workouts and our adventures and our plans and hopes. Let's not talk about how I'm feeling or fairing any more. What is left of my struggle will be here for my lifetime. My leg is disabled, I have an autoimmune disease; those are elements of my makeup, they are not who I am and they will not define me moving forward. I will live my life as fully and as brightly and as lovingly as anyone else. Come share it with me.
Lots of Love,