Right before Christmas I went rummaging through my stockpile looking for holiday gift wrap. I searched and searched, but there was none to be found.
How odd, I thought. I always stock up on clearance gift wrap after the holidays. How could I have missed that last year? And then it dawned on me. I was still learning to walk again December of last year. There was no holiday clearance shopping last year.
Talk about an eye opener. This past year I reclaimed my life. I learned to walk again. 2012 was a year of healing.
Physically speaking, much of my energy was devoted to walking again. I used to walk five miles a day pretty religiously for years. But after the accident, I had to start with a walker, then crutches and then slowly taking steps on my own with no assistance. It was a humbling experience and I won’t ever forget it.
As time went on, I forced myself back into distance walking. To start, I would walk on the treadmill for five minutes daily. After I mastered that, I moved on to ten minutes and so on and so forth. And then the day came when I hit a mile on the treadmill. I can’t even begin to describe the joy I felt.
After hitting a mile, I moved my walk back outdoors to a safe place that is for pedestrians and bicyclists only. Even today it’s the only place where I feel safe to walk.
As the months of 2012 went on, my endurance improved with each walk I took. By the fall I was back to walking my five miles.
Were there days when I felt like quitting? Did it hurt? Yes and yes, but I knew I had to press on. It was that or become disabled. I honestly believe if I stayed home on the couch, my body would’ve permanently deteriorated and I would have life long medical problems. And that just wasn’t an option for me.
Spending all of that time outside was a real game changer. I started noticing things I hadn’t before. I started paying attention to my environment. The beauty that surrounded me. I became more aware.
I also started seeing things differently through my camera lens. Picking up on shadows and light. And finding beauty in things that I never paid attention to before.
The months ticked by and I started to feel like me again. Those feet of mine that the doctor’s weren’t sure would ever walk a normal walk again did just fine, thank you very much. They took me on some wonderful journeys all over the country.
NYC was a big fear of mine for most of 2012. I never shared that with you before. So many cars and so many people. Just the thought of being near so many wheels made my heart skip beats. But I faced my fears and forced myself back to the city that I loved so very much. It wasn’t easy and I was afraid, but I walked on those city sidewalks and felt like I was part of the game again.
I also went on to climb mountain trails at Mt. Rainier and hiked four miles through Muir Woods in San Francisco. Mostly uphill I might add. Or at least it felt that way!
Oh, and I forgot the heels. Those became part of my wardrobe again in 2012. Pretty amazing when you look back at this….
What I’ve shared with you in this post is just a tiny slice of my 2012. Just a fraction really. 2012 was also filled with huge happenings in my family. Proms, kids getting driver’s licenses, school problems, school victories, fun family events, an amazing vacation, arguments, laughter.
You know, life.
It was a good year. A hard year, yes. But certainly a year of growth and accomplishment. I honestly cannot complain. God has been good.
I’m not sure what’s in store for 2013. And even if I could look into a crystal ball and find out, I wouldn’t. I want to take each day step by step and enjoy the journey. Be in the present, as they say.
Because each day is certainly a present. A gift to be opened and enjoyed because there are no guarantees of a tomorrow.