Outdoorsy
The days since Easter have been great. A lot of hanging out with the roomies much like when we all first moved in together, except outside.
It has felt really good to get outside more these last few days. I feel like a kid again saying "But it's still light out." It reminds me of nights running around in the park behind my house or playing our own invented game with a ball and raquets at the end of our cul-de-sac. The days are longer with my childish energy trying to use every last minute of sunlight for play. I remember back to times during high school where I didn't feel up to doing anything before swim practice worried I would tire myself out. I remember back farther to when I was 8 with swimming, track, soccer and normally running around outside as 8-year-olds do. No worry to whether I will be tired for a practice or exhausted at the end of the day. There's no reason I can't do that now. I have no reason to not ride my bike anywhere. There is no reason I can't bike, climb, swim, and run all in the same day. The time for a new mindset has come; no physical limits.
I witnessed one of the saddest things in my life on Easter. I went out to lunch with my dad, my brothers and my mom. She has to use a wheelchair now and pretty much does not get around on her own. Her cognotive abilities are dwindling along with her motor skills. She seems to be regressing to a severe state of mental handicap. She is only getting worse, and she will only get worse. I don't know how to talk to her. I don't know what to say.
That is all I can write.
It has felt really good to get outside more these last few days. I feel like a kid again saying "But it's still light out." It reminds me of nights running around in the park behind my house or playing our own invented game with a ball and raquets at the end of our cul-de-sac. The days are longer with my childish energy trying to use every last minute of sunlight for play. I remember back to times during high school where I didn't feel up to doing anything before swim practice worried I would tire myself out. I remember back farther to when I was 8 with swimming, track, soccer and normally running around outside as 8-year-olds do. No worry to whether I will be tired for a practice or exhausted at the end of the day. There's no reason I can't do that now. I have no reason to not ride my bike anywhere. There is no reason I can't bike, climb, swim, and run all in the same day. The time for a new mindset has come; no physical limits.
I witnessed one of the saddest things in my life on Easter. I went out to lunch with my dad, my brothers and my mom. She has to use a wheelchair now and pretty much does not get around on her own. Her cognotive abilities are dwindling along with her motor skills. She seems to be regressing to a severe state of mental handicap. She is only getting worse, and she will only get worse. I don't know how to talk to her. I don't know what to say.
That is all I can write.