I remember back in the day, when life was so much simpler.
Running after a huge elk, proud to be able to put meat on the table.
Being able to hold a 40 hour a week job, so that I was helping with the bills.
Having the ability to take long walks with my husband, hand in hand window shopping.
Sitting by the lake for hours (back in WY) sketching a particular object that interested me.
A soft embrace as I laid in bed with hubby and cuddling for hours on a Saturday morning.
But all of that is gone. Gone with one simple shift of my hips to catch a falling elderly lady that I thought was the "right thing to do". Now after 10 years with this horrible pain that never goes away. Always there, nagging at my wits. But, there is a bright spot....I had the pleasure of meeting each one of you. I realized that my pain is valid and that I can always depend on all of you to cheer me up and help me make sense of this horrible, crappy pain.
Bless each of you and I pray for everyone of my dear friends here on HW to find a better way to manage your pain.
Love you all!
Scarred