For years, as a teacher, standing was my superpower. Walking the aisles and reaching out to my students was second nature to me. But after dealing with leg issues, I found myself retreating. I became "glued to the chair," sitting whenever and wherever I could. Even into retirement, that habit of sitting stayed with me until recently.
A bit of a curveball has been thrown. Due to some temporary issues, sitting has become a trigger for pain. For now, sitting is off the table. But here is the beautiful thing: I refuse to see this as a restriction.
Instead of mourning the chair, I am celebrating the stand!
Something is forcing me to stand tall and firm again, and I am leaning into it with everything I’ve got. I am rediscovering the deep, visceral meaning of "standing on your own feet." My legs have regained the strength to support me through all my daily activities.
Yet, I am also looking at the other side of this same coin. I recognize that every small change is a challenge that tests the spirit. It requires effort to adapt, to shift, and to stay patient. But I remind myself that this season this discomfort and this forced change has come only to go. It is not permanent; it is just a passing cloud across the sky.
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