I always have to remind myself, as Christmas festivities begin to die down and most of my friends and family return to work, that Christmas was a beginning, a promise fulfilled of even greater things to come upon the earth.
It’s human nature to place ourselves in the “star role” of our life screenplay. In a sense it’s true, but only for us. As life goes on we come to realise others may see life very differently and we may play only a minor role in their production, or be merely one of those passing “pieces of furniture” used in TV adds as “background crowd”.
Humbling as that may seem it actually gives a great freedom when you realise you are not being, assessed, critiqued, or appraised most of the time. Even if the new bright scarlet Christmas scarf/ reindeer outfit/ cracked karaoke performance etc. get you some fleeting attention the vast majority will have forgotten it by next day or sooner.
Today is the second day of being “boot free”! (I slipped and had to wear a surgical boot for two weeks). I’m reveling in simple things I took for granted for example:
1) Being able to ride my bike again – mobility!
2)Taking a shower minus the delicate, chair assisted, operation of getting into the bath tub without putting weight on my injured ankle.
3) Going up and down my banister-less stairs easily (crawling and bumping on my bum is so undignified lol!)
4) Starting to get back to normal walking speed instead of snail pace.
5) Not having to plan my life to the tiny detail. If I left something upstairs for example it was a big deal to go get it.
6) Not having to strap on “the boot” if I need to go bathroom in the night (takes a while by which time you are well awake.)
Some things I’m still working on – running, going downstairs normally (still doing a sideways shuffle for safety), and being able to fit both feet into my tennies again. Thankfully it healed amazingly fast with very little pain.
The biggest thing I was most thankful for, (and which I constantly reminded myself of) is that it was only very temporary. I bow to those heroes and heroines that bare with such things (or worse) on a permanent basis and manage to keep a cheery smile. I’ve many times helped those with crutches, leg supports even wheelchairs onto the boats so they could go sailing, but now I have even more understanding of just how frightening it must be trying to get down into that boat.I applaud their courage!