We just got back from Arizona last night.
This drive was really horrible.
My kids were pretty good, but my back hurt and,
I had to wear the new splits I got for my hands.
I can only bear them for about 15-30 minutes before I want to curl up in a ball and cry.
Sometimes when I think about how much I still have ahead of me it's so overwhelming!
More surgeries, more therapy, more tears, and more frustrations.
But I get to have more time on this earth.
I get to still enjoy romance, children, good food,
family, seasons, holidays, and the weather.
It's one foot in front of the other, and
I can do this (even with hand splints on!).