I’m physically exhausted. Beat. Spent. Done. Yet, I’m thrilled that I was able to help my husband and daughters with a huge chore up north this weekend.
After my husband (and neighbors) took down the largest tree on our property, I helped remove all the smaller branches and burned them in a nearby fire pit. I used shears to clip the branches into pieces small enough to place them safely on the fire. Back in the day, I wouldn’t have had the strength to do this hours on end. Yet, yesterday I did! And every time I placed another branch over the flames, I thought to myself I’m so lucky to have decent balance! Sure, my balance isn’t great and it’s something that I work on daily, but I could actually do this task without the concern of injuring myself. What a gift!!!!
Even while I worked, I knew that my body would feel the fatigue from the hard work for several days afterwards. But, I had to keep working. I can’t explain it. Deep within me, I desperately wanted to contribute. I wanted to help with something that once would have been impossible for me. I may feel like toast tonight (and the next few nights) but it feels wonderful to know that I was able to participate in an important family task.
To make things even better, this was my view after I placed the last branch on the fire. Life is good. No, I take that back…Life is GREAT!
After living the first 33 years of my life thinking I had Spastic Diplegia, a form of Cerebal Palsey, I was correctly diagnosed with Dopa Responsive Dystonia (DRD). I am on new medication and doing things that I never imagined possible. This has changed the lives of my husband and two daughters. I truly believe that I am living a miracle each and every day. Life can't get any better than this!