Reflective Time

It is nearing the end of the year. That alone is cause for pause and reflection. I am so thankful to be alive and warm, with my children healthy. The older ones left for home today. I am grateful they made it back safe. I miss my dog. I was happy to see that she did not miss me and ran to the car and jumped in tail wagging. I don’t know if it is just because she likes riding in cars so much, or if she likes Boston better than here.

I am still waiting for the official paperwork on my house. I am hoping it happens this year, so I can group all the negative in the same year. I have high hopes for 2012. My physical therapy tests proved that I have improved a great deal. I hope to be able to walk without a cane in public, as much as  I do at home now. I want to be able to run. That will be a great feat, I was not much of a runner before. I was good at sprinting for a bit, when I was a child. As much as I want to type with two hands, I will wait for that miracle to happen much slower than walking.

I have my pictures from my past to sort out during the long cold months. I also want to attempt my crocheting again. I want to research more things to do that are frugal. I need to save every penny, so I can move on in the summer. I am going to learn to accept the things I can not change. One example is my medical bills, there is no way humanly possible I can pay them. Even if I was working two jobs or overtime or both, as I have in the past, the medical bills would still be drowning me. I won’t let them stop me from being be me. I will not eat cat food and go without medicine. I won’t let my bad credit rating stop me from being creative.

how sweet it is

2 thoughts on “Reflective Time

  1. Hang in there Diana. None of those human stresses really reflect what is truly important, no ? We will all be dead soon, death is inevitable, and then what ? Enjoy your children, the sun, the moon, and the water. I know it’s easy to tell someone to focus on the positives, but I have been there. I mean the point of utter despair where you look at what life has done to you and you don’t even know how to proceed with the next step.
    All my best, Lou

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