This past weekend we went to the cabin (baby John's first visit). When Steve pulled into our parking spot, at the top of the hill, I got out of the 4Runner and grabbed John and his car seat. I began carrying the heavy car seat down the hill to our cabin. Halfway down the hill, I realized that not only was I walking down the hill without assistance, but I was also carrying a 10+ lbs in my arms.
The first five years we owned the cabin I was not physically capable of walking up or down the hill that leads to our home away from home. Steve always had to take my arm and at times carry me up the hill. At that time, I had absolutely no independence at our lake place.. It amazes me how far I have come since my new diagnosis.
As I walked down the hill carrying my son all I could think about was that I used to be carried down the hill, but now I am the one carrying a heavy baby down without the fear of wondering if I will make it. God is wonderful!
I love how you always help me remember to not take anything for granted and to be thankful for all the blessings in my life. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteMade shivers go up my back as I read your post. Agree with Tonia about not taking things for granted... You are a walking miracle : )
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind comments. I am so lucky to have supportive friends and family.
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