I’m here. Here in this fixator, here in Boston, in this moment. No longer am I somewhere else. It is one thing that I have tried so hard to work on. Time is a gift but it’s also annoying. When you want to savor the moment, time flies. When you want time to fly, it drags on and on. So on this Sunday morning I am here and just going with it. People continuously ask me if there is a time frame for when the fixator will come off my right leg. Initially, my first instinct is to say yes and then make up an approximate date. However, I learned the hard way that approximate time frames suck too. This whole ordeal was only supposed to take four months and now it’s going on six. Yeah, about that… My answer to the question now is ‘I don’t know’ because honestly, I don’t.
What I do know is that I have x-rays one week from tomorrow. I fly out for Charleston the next day. The visit is going to be amazing but it will also be cause for celebration or just a really good way to keep my mind off of my leg depending on my x-rays. Bottom line: I cannot wait to go hOMe, even if it just for a visit. Soon enough, it will be a permanent move.
“The future hasn’t happened yet and the past is gone. So I think the only moment we have is right here and now, and I try to make the best of those moments, the moments that I’m in.” Annie Lennox
Before I go and curl under a blanket with my book, I would just like to say ‘Thank You’ to those of you who do actually read this. It’s nice to know that there are people on the other end 🙂
Love (and warm feet because right now mine are frozen).