I want this to be true but sometimes I find myself counting the creases on my forehead and the folds in my neck.
I want this to be true but sometimes I find myself counting the creases on my forehead and the folds in my neck.
On Becoming Myself 
On your own words…it is precicely because I realized/awakened to the knowledge that I would become imobile–wheelchair–and a couple of close brushes with Death (we’ve all had one or two) which spur my heart to look everywhere for Happy: THRIVE, to dig in and live every hour. Seek JOY, the happier thought and feeling, as often as possible in each minute. Makes for an intense life. Now for some restraint……
I admire your journey Sarah. Hoping to get to your level of nirvana one day soon 🙂