“Somewhere along the way i got lost.
\nVery lost.
\nI lost myself.
\nI lost my passion.
\nPassion for living and dreaming big.
\nI don’t want anything anymore.”<\/p>\n
I just read this in another post…it makes me so very sad.<\/p>\n
For years I have had dreams of motorcycling holidays back-and-forth across Canada and the US… of RVing with a motorcycle along to make it easier due to my age and health…of finding a way to be able to afford to do this…even if I have to do it by myself as a single woman…<\/p>\n
Even the realization that my health would likely never allow me to do that has not stopped me from dreaming.<\/p>\n
I don’t write anymore. I think that’s due to medications and my brain injury.<\/p>\n
I can count my close personal friends on some of the fingers of one hand.<\/p>\n
I haven’t been able to ride the Pickle in more years than I care to count.<\/p>\n
I am about to embark on yet another round of tests and treatments for 2 of my diseases.<\/p>\n
So here I sit.<\/p>\n
I have come to realize that I am not strong….but I am infinitely patient. I hope that I can find a job that will allow me to live a life of comfort with less fear…not so much luxury, but comfort…without the fear of homelessness.<\/p>\n
That being said, I also know that “it is what it is” and that I’ll make the best of each and every day that I can…because this I know…<\/p>\n
…tomorrow is a fresh start…<\/p>\n
every.single.day is a fresh start<\/p>\n
if I need it to be<\/p>\n
Peace<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
“Somewhere along the way i got lost. Very lost. I lost myself. I lost my passion. Passion for living and dreaming big. I don’t want anything anymore.” I just read this in another post…it makes me so very sad. For … Continue reading