I wish I was brave...

…like my dad, and my mom ~ like grandparents and so many others that I love who have gone, but who lived their lives as examples to me.  I wish I could be a better example to my own children.  My parents, and other long gone loved ones, they all showed me years ago how to be strong in the face of pain, frustration, and discouragement. In fact I saw just about every physical limitation you can think of dealt with ~ in patience and faith by my own parents.

I witnessed the personal struggles of some of these people I love the most, admittedly I wasn't right in the room with all of them for many of their personal journeys in life… but I saw enough over my years to know how hard it was for them to have physical limitation, and have to have help with every little thing in some cases. In my head I understand how to deal with pain and all the stuff that goes with it… but to actually live with new limitations every few years gracefully?  Well, in my opinion that IS hard, and I recognize I am really lousy at it.!  Even after all these years of dealing with my disease, add just one new pain, or challenge and I head over the falls, practically over night.  Fortunately, all those strong "genes" kick in eventually and I hitch up a boot strap or two and get on with the program at hand...

I am trying to do better at looking for the positives and skimming over the negatives.  I was recently counseled to look at what is right in my life instead of what is wrong.  That's good advice, and I AM trying ~ but man is it hard to remember that, every minute, of every day.

Still I know how very blessed I am and I thank the Lord each morning for another day to try and do better at what ever I need to do better at.  The list seems to get longer rather than shorter... LOL  But I'm not gonna give up now.  If nothing else I need to prove to myself that I can do this!