Less than a week without a cane and suddenly I'm in Chicago. The A cappella trip really did suprise me. I mean, more than usual. Usually, these trips sneak up on me, but this year it is as if I only half believed it existed and only half believed that I was actually going. And then, I was packing and then I was on the bus. I was excited as all get out. I love big cities. Cities with a dramatic history and something to be really proud about. Where all of the people have a personality. I can just see myself setting up shop and living in these places...
But there I was in Chicago. You know what's in Chicago, more than anything else???
Lines.
And sidewalks.
Suffice to say, I was on my feet a lot. From when I awoke in the morning to when I slept at night, only a few hours-eating and riding on the bus-were not spent walking or standing. And what did my hip/leg/foot feel about this? Splendid. I felt like ROLLMAN. I could do anything. I didn't run, really, but I twirled (and fell) and moved with vivacity. My legs, though tired at the end of the day, were strong and stable under me and I never felt pain. And so pride swelled in my heart like Fozzie's american pride. And confidence.
With this pride and confidence, I'll be able to get through it. Through what's ahead. I'm proud of my hip and its solidarity. I'm proud of the recovery of my body. And I am confident that I can do it again! I am stronger than this. I always believed it, but now I know it. I am braver than I think I sometimes am. I am a survivor in my own mind, surviving my own mind and my own insecurities even more than the hip dysplasia. I am independent despite dependency. I am only physically dependent to the place where I know I won't provide detriment to myself. I am daring. I am proven, refined. I am humble. Just kidding. That was a joke!
I have proven to myself that being halfway through this chapter of hip issues is a pretty good place to be right now. The glass is half full. I am halfway done and I'm proud of that. I could say that I'm halfway done and look at what I have to undergo this summer. But I won't. Apparently, I'm too proud for that. :)
I will be stronger than whatever comes at me.
I can do everything through HIM who gives me strength. -Philippians 4:13
I am invincible.
About Me
- melee
- I love coffee and flowers and language and reading and music and writing and songs that move tear ducts and forgotten books and quaint shops and dogs and cats and talking parrots and poetry and cute things like dresses and shoes and stuff and quirky people who really have deep thoughts and my old home and singing my guts out and random yet friendly people and scooters and all things yellow. I am proud of scars and unbiased thinking and well done work and my friends and other stuff. I had hip surgery. I'm mostly over that now.
5 comments:
*stands up and claps slowly*
ROLLMAN! um i laughed out loud at the twirling and falling. and i must say that is whole thing was rather inspiring. :] and you survived random tackles. haha. the part about humble reminds me of one of Caleb's songs. haha
I am I am I am Soy Soy Soy Soy Soi Soi soisoisoisoi
WOULD YOU QUIT WITH THE SOI!!!
I know, that stuff I added in was really private jokish, but I knew you'd be reading. :)
Thank you very much! Forsooth, I felt like I was in a commercial for something really dramatic and inspiring. It was great.
I would make a commercial featuring you.
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