June 2, 2016: Hey, I’m making progress! This thought occurred to me while pushing the grocery cart to my car, alone. This was a minor shopping trip consisting of Gala apples, bread, and juice. To most, this was a minor trip; however, this was my monumental day.
June 13, 2016: Facebook entry: “I cooked today. One person’s chore is another’s progress.”
Since this neuromuscular disease hijacked by body eight months ago, activities previously dreaded have now become a sign of progress. I no longer take health and ability for granted. I consider it joy to have the strength to purchase apples and push a cart alone.
My body easily deceives me into thinking I can do more without suffering consequences. Unfortunately, my strength is short lived. In both instances, light grocery shopping and cooking dinner, my energy (or spoons*) was quickly depleted. I am thankful for my children who hauled in the groceries and cleaned up the kitchen.
Each of us face a chronic battle. Maybe you’re trying to be more thankful, take more steps, or drink more water. Perhaps you’re battling a chronic illness, anxiety, fear, depression, or addiction.
Whatever goals you have set, celebrate each time you catch yourself #MAKING PROGRESS
Are you racing snails? What recent goals are you celebrating? Please share!
~April Dawn White
*Images courtesy of Pixabay.
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