Moving Joy

I don’t want to sound heroic or someone who’s so brave or unique. I have my weak moments too when I wish I were just like anybody else – with a normal body. I had some moments when I dreamt of being different. Now I almost quit such dreaming. I mean I have got other dreams instead. Some I can probably make come true with God’s help one day.

Today I somehow looked at myself. Yeah, I look funny. I am not an example of beauty according to most magazine standards. Someone would probably feel sad if one had to ‘wear’ my body. Today I felt honoured to have my legs. My legs that carry me despite their weakness and funny shape. I’m happy I can move my way, with my knees that can never be straightened. I’m doing what no doctors would ever expect me to do. I remember once when I was examined by a doctor he was really shocked to see my “walk”. His mouth was opened for some minutes. Then he advised me not to move so much. But…I don’t really follow his recommendations because I like moving. Even let it be with some pain at times. It’s great to have my piece of freedom. I am happy I can move around. I don’t always need things to hold on. I can even ‘run’ my way. :D I can fall. But the good thing is I usually don’t hurt myself so badly because I am not so tall like let’s say Julia Roberts.  ;) So, that’s another reason to be happy  about being Thumberlina…;)

I’m grateful for my abilities, for my friends who cheered me up today (you know who you are!), for my chocolate time and for some day-dreaming sessions! It was great to live today.