Today I realized how lucky I am. I also realized how spoiled I am. I tried to be a martyr. Only one man was on the cross. There is no room for me and there will never be room for me. He said he would carry me and I realize it is OK to accept help. I do not have to carry everyone on my shoulders. I think my MS got worse because I was rushing my recovery. I was never one to be patient. Being at home showed me that I am loved and it is OK to not have control. One fear down and many more to go.
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