There are no gaurantees in life.

Jan 19, 2009 15:09

In spite of the problems some of us face - money, addictions, boy/girl problems, whatever - most of us lead reasonably comfortable live free from violence, strife, and life-threatening malnutrition. We tend to become very accustomed to this level of personal security and we forget that in life there are no gaurantees of anything. I'm just as guilty ( Read more... )

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maedb January 20 2009, 00:22:36 UTC
I so completely understand how difficult it is to allow others to for us what we love to do for them. One you get used to it, though, your new life will become an adventure. Perhaps not the adventure you dreamed of, but still a wondrous new thing with lots of discoveries. The good thing is that most of those discoveries will be good ones.

Will you remember to take the time to find the worthwhile things, too? And if you need, you know where you can find me. And my ear is attached to me at all times.

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redefining_self January 20 2009, 03:26:03 UTC
It has been an adventure of sorts, that's for sure. Mostly an adventure in learning about myself. I suppose I can be happy in that I have a new set of challenges to conquer and a new set of fears to get over. At the very least life probably won't be boring. :)

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nikon6 January 20 2009, 02:25:01 UTC
sending big hugs to you! My Mom is very much the same kind of person you are and when she fell and broke her leg and wrist she had to rely on everyone to do everything for her. I saw how miserable that made her. I do appreciate each and every day!

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erraticsporadic January 20 2009, 12:16:02 UTC
*hugs*

i am very grateful for my friends and family's support and love.

if you ever need me to push you at disneyland, i'll gladly do so. we can find downward slants in the paths and scream "runaway wheelchair!!" at the top of our lungs and watch as you pummle into old ladies and toddlers and tigger. it'll be great!! OR maybe you can rent a mobile one, and i can stand on the back of it and feel like i'm floating. there was this goth kid in my neighborhood that used to that on his grandma's wheelchair. i used to think he was the silliest and the coolest at the same time. i truly envied him.

i miss you!

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rhps_mom January 22 2009, 06:37:27 UTC
Makes life worth living? My family is the only reason I still am... depression is a dark road and no matter how many people are there with you, you atill walk alone. Thank God my huband, kids and grandkids waited for me to find my way home. Anytime I start to slip back down I look at them and turn.
Check with your insurance, you may be able to get a scooter/cart thing to make getting around easier. If you had that you would keep a bit more freedom.

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