I’m mourning the death of my perception of youth and accepting my now. My now isn’t old, or decrepit, it’s just slower. I don’t know if I know how to down shift my life. I know that I’m going to have to learn fast to make it work. I have no choice. I have a life to live.
I’m sick. I own that. But that won’t be the face that the majority people will see. Most people won’t be able to tell, unless I say something. That is the way of this disease. But I have to make those concessions to be the person that I want to be and stay ahead of this thing.
The people I trust and love will always be there and support me as I journey. Their company on this path will be invaluable.
The people I trust and love will always be there and support me as I journey. Their company on this path will be invaluable.
I guess that instead of running (not that I've ever been a runner) I'll be sashaying with fierce style and determination at my life. I have miles to go and milestones to pass. In this now that I live in.
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