There are teeny, tiny, take-it-for- granteds in the life of one, the attainment of which represent a huge accomplishment in the life of another.
Today, I climbed out of the pool on my own steam for the first time in 3 years. It was “huge.” The lifeguard came to high-five me.
I took time to acknowledge my achievement. Feel almost recovered after knee replacement surgery in March 2013. My leg is now strong enough, on some days, to hoist me up.
The next milestone will be refinement and further strengthening so that exiting the pool doesn’t take so much thought and becomes once again a take-it-for-granted, non-event.
Whoopie! Yes, whoopee! Message to self: Don’t stop now!
This morning I awoke through a dream of me walking, strolling, moving easily and normally, down the hall of my independent living residence. It’s many years since I’ve had a dream of this kind and I welcome its presence again. I’ll take it as a signal that something is moving in me in the right direction. Definitely an image to hold on to with each and every cell in my body. To whatever force or spirit sent this joyful image, I give thanks for the reminder that “yes, this body deserves, desires, and actually is able to walk.”
Yesterday in the afternoon, back to my old stomping grounds in South Hadley for a concert by Mt. Holyoke College faculty Baroque Ensemble whose members have been doing what they love for years, playing annual concerts on replicas of the “old” instruments. My cells took it all in… really soothing. Then in the evening, watching a classic black and white movie from 1944, with Bing Crosby, Going My Way, one I had never seen. A feel-good reminder of when days and times were simpler.
And this morning, I woke up walking easily.
When am I going to learn to give myself more of what I need, and more often?
What about you?