A very happy July, my friends. Is anyone else freaking-out over how quickly this year has flown? I feel so surprised, and yet, I'm always so surprised. So... why is it a surprise? Something for me to ponder, I suppose.
This month's motivation is very dear to my heart. It's a lesson that took me years to learn and apply, but one I'm grateful for. Because, yes, my friends, my life is joyous! And it's joyous because I choose it to be so.
A few weeks ago, Mr. Munder and I were at our off-grid cottage taking down some trees. At least, Mr. Munder was taking down the trees, I was playing packhorse and hauling them off, white cane in one hand to find my way and 30 some odd feet of tree limb dragging behind me in the other. One of our neighbor kids came over and she asked me some questions about my sight and lack thereof, and then she told me how sorry she was.
I thanked her, but told her it was okay, my life was joyous even without sight. And, when I think on it, it is. Yes, I haven't driven a car since 2005. Yes, I have changed careers multiple times over the course of the years to accommodate each progression in my sight loss (even though for much of the time I didn't understand that's what I was doing). Yes, I can no longer read print - the one, true constant in my life. Yes, I no longer see the faces of my friends and family. Yes, I can no longer enjoy window shopping and seeing what's new. Yes, I stab myself in the hand with the one knife that somehow is sticking up in the dishwasher every time I empty the darn thing. Yes, I am not the prolific and confident author I once was. Yes, every aspect of my existence requires adaptation as I continue to lose my vision.
But, that's just life. And the only part of this life in my control is how I choose to deal with it.
I choose joy, my friends. I hope you do as well.
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