A week and a half ago, I missed a step going down stairs while carrying something that needed to be put in the basement. The result? A broken foot. Now I am stuck not being able to move around much because my foot needs to be elevated. I feel trapped.
August 21, 2013 I broke my fifth metatarsal walking down the back stairs. I wrote the quote above back in the beginning of September. I wound up being stuck with my foot elevated for a month, and was only able to start driving this past December 12th. By the time the Dr gave me the green light to drive, I was absolutly bonkers. My room had gotten so small because I couldn't go anywhere unless someone was willing to take me, and my ass had gotten so big because I wasn't going anywhere.
As a New Year's Resolution I am going to 1) take advantage of my new found freedom; and, 2) learn how to cook healthy. Look here for what I hope is going to be fun recipes, anecdotes from the outside world and a running commentary on my body image progress.
Goddess, grant me the strength of bravery, honesty and inspiration, and the will of endurance now and forever. Please grant me the wisdom to go forth wisely and with love in my heart for myself and others. May I treasure these gifts today and always.
So Mote It Be.
Friday, December 27, 2013
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
How far we've come
Looking over the posts here, I see a clear pattern. Woe is me. Seriously? How about "Pull yourself up by your bootstraps and get to it!"
But I don't wear boots....
Guess I need to go out there and get myself a pair!
Not much has changed from the posts screaming for a hug. I have just relearned to cope again. My walls are in place, the drawbridge is up and the moat is full. Yet, somehow I am still feeling change. I no longer align myself with manufactured drama (mostly) and I am learning how to let go of caring about the little things (mostly). I feel like I have begun the uphill journey to the precipice of peace and life.
God, grant me the sernity to accept the things I cannot change, change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
I know this is the battle cry of AA but it extends to so much more of life. If they would allow, I ask humbly to borrow it.
To begin, accepting things I cannot change is not at all a stagnant statement. It just means that I cannot change it. For those who have an inexorable need to always help, this is huge. For me it is the key to breaking this case wide open. It is going to be the subject of many a meditation. It is a control issue that needs to be 'controlled'.
Accept the things I cannot change requires the patience to allow others the space to grow, act, move, motivate themselves to accept the things they cannot change and learn to deal and move on.
Deal and move on.
But I don't wear boots....
Guess I need to go out there and get myself a pair!
Not much has changed from the posts screaming for a hug. I have just relearned to cope again. My walls are in place, the drawbridge is up and the moat is full. Yet, somehow I am still feeling change. I no longer align myself with manufactured drama (mostly) and I am learning how to let go of caring about the little things (mostly). I feel like I have begun the uphill journey to the precipice of peace and life.
God, grant me the sernity to accept the things I cannot change, change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
I know this is the battle cry of AA but it extends to so much more of life. If they would allow, I ask humbly to borrow it.
To begin, accepting things I cannot change is not at all a stagnant statement. It just means that I cannot change it. For those who have an inexorable need to always help, this is huge. For me it is the key to breaking this case wide open. It is going to be the subject of many a meditation. It is a control issue that needs to be 'controlled'.
Accept the things I cannot change requires the patience to allow others the space to grow, act, move, motivate themselves to accept the things they cannot change and learn to deal and move on.
Deal and move on.