I can only turn to the strategies that will help me survive,
things like music
thinks like writing
rememberin' the summer of 2012
rememberin' the ability of swimming
thanking God for the chance to work
Thanking God for the ability to walk
for movement

for hope
for love
for enjoyment
for being able to say the right thing
being ready
not stuck at home; not sleep
not in pain
not wandering in misery
moving enjoying life
even to the smallest degree
hoping

That day, I saw many things. I saw my nieces
I saw a skiing adventure
I saw beauty
I saw resilience
I moved through a storm
of emotions
I've grown from bad to worse
in hopes of good
I gone from fear to combativeness
to an ability to pick myself up and move :faster and faster
bursting...free flowing
each day a bit of sunlight
seeps through and a reminder of something:Anything