It has been a rough couple of days.
It’s felt both good and bad.
I’ve felt lost at the hurt piled up around all the changes in my body.
The days are full of smiles of kids’ that are as glad as me that I’m home.
There have been days when I realize my own weaknesses.
Then come the times when I feel nothing but strength.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m nothing but a dead weight.
I can often be the “inspiration” people make me out to be. (GAG)
Some days I wonder if I was really meant to wake up.
Could I have possibly been meant for less than every one of these miraculous moments?
This life. This world. This existence.
It’s mine and it will always be mine.