I recently returned home from a wonderful Mother’s Day week visiting my son. He has been in the Navy for almost 10 years now and we haven’t been able to spend much time together. I was really excited for the trip but was a little nervous having to deal with my somewhat invisible condition. Traveling alone with what I have is not optimal or advisable, but I wanted to see him and due to scheduling I had to do it alone. I was not going to allow anything to stop me from seeing him.
JFK International Airport was not the best place to try to deal with this either. We left the house early, so we thought, but as we tried to get to the different terminals and gates things just didn’t seem to be working in our favor. I was now standing longer than I should have and the symptoms were coming at me from every direction. I didn’t want my son to see me this way either but I knew I wasn’t going to be able to make it if I continued waiting in line.
I have been avoiding the use of a wheelchair for quite some time. Either because of pride, stubbornness, loss of control or just darn stupidity, I kept thinking that I could handle it. Finally my son spoke to the airline agent and they brought me the wheelchair and I made it to my flight just in time.
The words of the poem struck a chord with me. “You are not defined by this moment in time. You are not what has happened to you, It’s the way you choose to respond that matters and what you decide to do…”
Just because I can’t do certain things any longer it doesn’t change who I am. This condition doesn’t define me, I won’t let it. No matter what problems you are dealing with in your life you don’t need to give in to them. Find your way around it and get to where you need to go even if you have to get there in a wheelchair! Never ever give up or lose hope, I know I won’t!
Courage Does Not Always Roar
By Paula Fox
When life gets you down and the problems you face are certainly more than your share…
When you run out of strength and you want to give up because it’s just too much to bear…
I want to remind you, my precious friend, that you have what it takes inside…
extraordinary courage that may not roar but it doesn’t cower and hide
It’s the quiet voice inside you that says, “Tomorrow I’ll try again.”
It’s the courage to keep on going… to see things through to the end
You are not defined by this moment in time. You are not what has happened to you
It’s the way you choose to respond that matters and what you decide to do
Courage is not the absence of fear, but a powerful choice we make…
the choice to move forward with purpose…regardless of what it takes
It’s the courage that’s found in ordinary women who are hereos in their own way,
exhibiting strength and fortitude in life’s challenges every day…
Valiant woman of exceptional courage with enduring power to cope…
taking each problem one day at a time and never giving up hope.
We’re encouraged by the faith of others to survive and overcome,
with the courage to say, “I may be down…but the battle is not done!”
For the woman of courage is a winner… regardless of what she loses
She displays amazing beauty and strength with the attitude she chooses
She gives herself the permission she needs…to feel disappointed or sad.
But then she empowers herself with faith…to focus on good things…not bad
Her story is one of gentle strength reminding us all once more…
Steel is sometimes covered in velvet and…courage doesn’t always roar
If you would like to learn more about my condition you are welcome to read about it here.