After my rant-y post about toilet stalls I heard the word “APPRECIATE” a lot.
I hope you do I hope you appreciate the life you are given, the time with faces you love and the body that can allow you to read this, however you might be reading it. Cause, THIS wasn’t the way I expected to be writing. I’m thankful that I still can.
Appreciate. The things in your life, earth-shattering and mundane.
Appreciate getting to feel the breeze in your hair and the sun on your face.
Appreciate the days a small child asks you to jump rope.
Those are things everyone can appreciate. There are times it takes a point of reference to help keep the wonder of life in appreciative perspective.
Appreciate the times you sit down with a snack and jump up to grab the drink you forgot because there have been times I looked at the wheelchair had just left and really thought about whether or not I would get thirsty and whether it was worth the trouble of going back just for a drink.
Appreciate every two-handed job you do without thought, because I no longer cut anything with a knife, sweep the kitchen floor or play on the Wii with my kids (I challenge you to pick a day when you only use one hand and tell me how long before you get frustrated and give in).
Appreciate the option of a gym, even if you don’t go, mine will forever be made for therapy.
Appreciate the walk inside a convenience store and waiting to pay for gas because that is farther than I have walked since my strokes.
Appreciate the fact that I don’t call anyone a whiner or complainer, we all have heavy burdens to bear.
Mine aren’t yours but I’m glad yours aren’t mine.
I just want to remind you to appreciate the things and moments you can.
I appreciate throwing my one good leg over Peyton and using my good arm to tickle her breathless; talking Rachael through the intricacies of shaving her legs; laughing myself to tears with Nathaniel over something silly he told me; watching Peter turn a salsa recipe into a full Mayhew extravaganza; going to the movies with my kids; the day I was able to stay home by myself with minimal worry; tossing the ball to the dog to have her NOT bring it back.
I appreciate those thing mostly because I have the knowledge that it was almost taken away from me.
Those moments are truly precious. Valuable. Revered.