But 6 years ago, I couldn't physically mow my lawn without taking 2 or 3 breaks. I have a small lawn. It takes 25 minutes, tops, to mow.
I have an anniversary coming up in a couple of days. Below is a post I made on a blog I kept before this monumental event took place. Whenever I need perspective, I re-read this. I wrote it on 5/01/06 . . .
I want to ride a
roller coaster again. I want to feel someone fit their arms all the way around
me to give me a hug. I want to not spend the week before a flight wondering if
the person stuck next to me will mind if I have to raise the armrest to fit in
the seat. I want to be able to participate in a run/walk event that raises
money for charity. I want to stop having to always find a place to sit down and
rest. I want to visit someone's house without first worrying that their
furniture might not be strong enough to sit on. I want to drive my car with the
seat belt fully fastened, and not rigged behind me. I want to walk my dog
further than half a block. I want to have difficulty floating when I get into
the pool. I want to go to the movies and have room in the seat beside me for my
purse. I want to go to work late because I don't have to worry about getting
their so early just so I can get a parking spot as close to the door as
possible. I want to wear red and not feel like a giant red tomato. I want a
closet full of colors. I want my mum to stop worrying that I will die from
morbid obesity. I want to have saggy skin. I want to stop feeling 80 years old.
I want to live.
I want to live.
Wow. You have worked so hard on this. Happy happy surgiversary to you!
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