drifting into acceptance.

My legs are weak... weaker than normal this week... honestly... I stay in bed most of the day, not having any energy to move downstairs. 

At physical therapy I snapped this picture (while I was waiting of course)... I see such beauty in it... such promise... I see two feet that long to dance... a walker that can hardly wait for it's closet days....

Then again... today I have been working on my thoughts... accepting... just being... ok with it all... My plans are changing... my heart is changing... the desires I once had are beginning to feel as if they have drifted into the clouds... 

I am here.

Right where God wants me to be... I can't change how my legs work... or when my face tremors... or the cause and affect that are sure to be seen... 

I am where He wants me to be.

And for now... I am going to try and be ok with that. 

Not surprisingly... I constantly find myself longing for more strength...  Not that I put any hope in fortune cookies... this is the one I received while at Chinese with mom and dad...  We all smiled... hoping that somehow... it was a message from God... That the mayo will have answers for me. 

And treatment. 

But this is where I am... Every day... 

And today... I am going to be ok with it. 

My legs don't work

I'm 24 and I have a walker

My face looks like tiny invisible people are jumping on it

and I have a hard time moving...

But I am going to trust... He will bring me through.

xoxo- me