Growing up with a big brother and all boy cousins I had to hold my own as the only girl in the pack. And I did. I loved hanging out with the boys and doing crazy and wild things. I loved the friendships I had with them and the way I fit in although I was a girl. I loved being TOUGH. I was not a wimpy girl who stood on the sidelines. I got in there and got just as messy and brave as they all did. So, engraved in my soul is this tough girl. The one who doesn't give up on anything or anyone, the one who can hold her own against anyone she wants to, the one who is never left behind.
BUT NOW......I am the girl who's body just doesn't agree with her soul. I am the girl who can't keep up with anyone anymore and couldn't hang with the boys if I tried. I'm the girl who has to stop myself from doing anything that could wear me out or bring me down. I'm the girl who has to slow down my natural pace and take it easy ALL THE TIME! I am physically a wuss. But inside........I am still that other girl. I long to find her again. I long for my body to be able to keep up with my soul. I long to not feel like a burden to everyone who has to care for me daily. I long to feel strong and brave and tough like I used to. I strive to do all the things to strengthen my body and I know that with time and faith and lots of work I WILL GET THERE!!
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