You know what I forgot?

How much I love living.

Really.

Regardless of what`s going on I`m living.

I forgot how Blessed I actually am.

This time last year I was just starting to be able to get out of bed myself and walk with one of those walking frames...verrrry slowly and verrrry painfully, for short amounts of time, the rest of the time I was still confined to bed.

BUT I could wipe my own arse by then :D

My big picture then was to wake up one morning and forget  that I had legs  and to not be in pain anymore..just to wake up and...I dunno ....just wake up.....

To go to the toilet without  the pain that came with the walk  AND be able to pull my own knickers down and up.

To have a bath or a shower, no more sponge baths!

To be able to dress myself AND to wear clothes (I could only wear knickers and singlets).

To bend my arm far enough that I could talk on the phone without someone else holding it for me.

To feed myself without the pain that came with bending my arm to reach my mouth.

To have a cigarette without that same pain.

To hold a cup of coffee.

To be able to hug my kids and for them to be able to hug me without fear of bumping me and hurting me.

To be held when I cried.

The simplest shit seemed so far out of reach, yet right now JUST 12 months later, here I sit, cross legged, reaching for my cigarette and putting down my coffee cup.

That`s some crazy , crazy shit from where I`m sitting.