Wednesday, May 28, 2008
TIME
Either queasy or busy. Lots going on. I drag myself up and at it, taking my small steps, one foot in front of the other and get at it. The lilac tree is in full bloom, the grass is green, the horses have all lost their winter coats. One foot at a time, no matter how hard it is to move that foot, I keep going. I want to stop but I won't let myself. Tiny steps are better than no steps.
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If you have to crawl it is moving forward! I know you are struggling and I am proud you are tiny stepping your way through it!
Still is still moving to me...
If tiny steps are all you can do, tiny steps are the best steps in the world. I'm proud of you for even taking them. Keep it up hon.
Hey man, sometimes breathing is movement enough!
(HUGS)
Waves move and still stay in the same place. Funny, but they're still beautiful...
Baby steps, Heidi ~ baby steps.
Whatever it is that you need to do, do it & don't sweat it.
Hang in there. Any movement is good movement ~ doesn't matter what it is.
(And we are always here to cheer you on, hun!)
Forward motion, however small, is an accompllishment... You're in my thoughts! :)
Every morning is the same lately. It's good to see someone else hanging in there with the baby steops....
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