So I’ve written this small piece to you all to enlist your support in getting me down the mountain to start a thing I want DONE without the doing of it. Oh me.
Breaking Silence
I want to enlist your help: I’d like you to witness my journey back to health. Why, you might be asking, should I give a whit about that? But hear me out.
Turning Toward Life
And why should this matter to you? Why am I writing this to you? Because I think we are universal and the struggles I fight are the same as those you do. Because we are human. And there is no escaping it, my friends. We are in this together and whatever any one of us can do to help with that, matters.
Time…
I don’t want to grow old before my time and I fear I may have during these last 2 ½ years of shingles… I choose strength. I choose to stay strong, to get strong again—one day at a time, one foot in front of the other. I can already feel a glimmer of my old self returning and I’m thrilled.
Grief First
I don’t get to just give lip service in a blog post to what I want and then have it happen. I don’t get to simply decide to accept my situation and then have it be somehow eased. I have work to do…
It Could Mean Everything
“…it is a serious thing/just to be alive/on this fresh morning/in this broken world…” Mary Oliver
A Holiday Wish
But if I can have a Christmas wish it would be this: That we are able to find an acceptance of life in all of its meanness and love it anyway; that if we experience hardship we feel compassion for our sorrows.