Waiting for my life to start (mini post)

This week I will try something new-ish and give some advice that I have learned the hard way. I'm not really qualified to give advice but that hasn't stopped me before. If you get something out of it, it's a bonus.  I will publish these types of posts in between my full posts. There may or may not be illustrations with them. I don't like going weeks without posting anything (what if they forget about you?). If you like it or hate it let me know or leave a comment. I read all your messages. Anyway, let's get to the rest of this experimental post. 


Over the last 2 years or so I have tried to push myself to live a life I could be proud of. I have done stand-up, let my friends and family know how much they mean to me, made a blog, taught myself to draw, and had a few adventures. I experienced more pain and loss than I thought possible. I said goodbye to a few friends and loved ones. And made a few new friends. Every setback and triumph in the back of my mind I think the same thing. If I got my body back, all of this, the good and bad stuff would be better. I know where I will go, the people I will see, and the things I will do. Sometimes it's all I can think about. Sometimes it's in my dreams. It's easy to get lost in those thoughts. I hate to pull the cripple card (no he doesn't) but Duchenne lets you know exactly what you lost. It's easy for me to wait for my life to start or get lost in memories of the "before times". 


Now here is the advice pivot (wow...so professional). I can only speak for myself but it's easy to get lost in an ideal future instead of living my life today. That is what this week's post boils down to live life today. Tomorrow might be better but that doesn't mean today isn't important or doesn't have value. I want a better future and I don't think I will ever stop. At the same time, I will make an attempt to be more present. There is a life I imagine and a life I have. I will enjoy this life until the two are the same. 


Until next time crips and non-crips, I believe in you!




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