Take inspiration wherever you can get it
After reading an article online today, I've decided Eli's oldest brother Cooper has exactly the outlook I need right now. He was diagnosed with a spinal disease back in college and was told he could never play football again. So basically it changed his life very much the way cancer changed mine. But after reading this article, I'm kinda inspired by how he handles it:
"The Other Manning"
(Plus the article has a sweet picture of Eli's niece and nephew. And one of Eli as a little kid. But that's not the point.)
Anyhow, I've just been on an emotional roller coaster these past few days due to several things.
One, I had to pick out a pair of glasses today. They'll just be protective ones to prevent anything from hitting my good eye--seeing as how it's all I've got in the way of eyesight.
Two, I made another resolution for 2005. Even though my hair hasn't completely grown over my surgery scar, I'm not gonna cover it with headbands anymore. I no longer feel I have anything to hide with that scar. My hair will eventually grow over it and cover it completely. Till then, I no longer want to hide.
Lastly, and most importantly, I came home from picking out my glasses to something I very much needed. One of my best friends in Texas sent me a card telling me she missed me and included several pics of us goofing off back in those simple days. Seeing the pics was kinda like being reminded of how big I can smile. I needed that more than she'll ever know.
"The Other Manning"
(Plus the article has a sweet picture of Eli's niece and nephew. And one of Eli as a little kid. But that's not the point.)
Anyhow, I've just been on an emotional roller coaster these past few days due to several things.
One, I had to pick out a pair of glasses today. They'll just be protective ones to prevent anything from hitting my good eye--seeing as how it's all I've got in the way of eyesight.
Two, I made another resolution for 2005. Even though my hair hasn't completely grown over my surgery scar, I'm not gonna cover it with headbands anymore. I no longer feel I have anything to hide with that scar. My hair will eventually grow over it and cover it completely. Till then, I no longer want to hide.
Lastly, and most importantly, I came home from picking out my glasses to something I very much needed. One of my best friends in Texas sent me a card telling me she missed me and included several pics of us goofing off back in those simple days. Seeing the pics was kinda like being reminded of how big I can smile. I needed that more than she'll ever know.