I’ve been browsing my blogging situation
And found far more positives than I deserve,
It is really beyond my imagination,
As with pleasure I observe.
About forty new followers who have had little to follow
Thirty or forty who generously leave me likes
So many encourage, tho’ my creative wits are hollow.
But no one has called me out on strikes.
It is with pleasure that I tell you the doctor
Says “walk.” Still I find I frown like a grouch.
Transition is painful as I depend on the walker;
Every step I try, my brain yells, “Ouch.”
I recently read my former blog –
“An Octogenarian’s Day” – which listed my bliss.
Well, seven weeks down makes me tired as a dog
But, I’m determined to settle for nothing less!
(I am mindful of God’s caution about boasting in one’s self. I remember that there is little I can do without His help. When I was in Rehab, someone sent me a card that I read many times. It was a statement about how God knows the needs of each of his sheep and he will not get my needs mixed up with any other. I’m so glad to be UNIQUELY HIS, as each of you are. Be blessed as you all walk through your own valleys. You are each special to Him!)