Rumor has it that I’m stubborn.
My parents will verify it.
My friends will testify to it.
Because he loves me, me husband denies knowing anything about it.
He’s smart, that one.
I used to be stubborn in work, and definitely in play.
Then I had two strokes. And I was in a coma. And there was a lot of rehab.
And I wasn’t stubborn anymore.
I learned to talk again.
I learned to eat again.
Every day I’m learning to walk, move, stretch, and try again.
I’m starting to be stubborn again.