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Love
As we have sprung forward at the beginning of March.
I have been reflecting on the word love and its definition of the word.
The definition of the word love is an intense feeling of deep affection.
The season brings out that and then some.
But despite the definition do we understand how to love?
A friend and I had a conversation about this and how during our lives we've been searching for love.
I mean the love you are supposed o feel according to the movies, the toes curling love. and yet we are now in our 50s and have still experienced that type of love.
I have spent the last three years trying to accept and love myself with all my faults.
I am not perfect nor have I ever thought I was perfect, in my head I created a love that was perfect with the husband and the white picket fence.
And it has yet to happen for me and a few others I know.
Love doesn't judge or criticize you for just being who you are.
Love doesn't go away or stop because a person isn't feeling you.
Love is unconditional and can bring you unmatched joy.
The best part is love is forever and lasting when it comes from a place of pure and unwavering.
Spring has sprung and with that knowledge, this love will find you, and when it does be prepared to receive a gift of the greatest joy.
Live, love, laugh
Jul. 21, 2022
Lymphedema
Let us take a trip to 1974 I was five years old doing my regular playing in a pair of plastic Barbie shoes, I fell down the stairs and my ankles are swollen and won't go down.
so we go home but now I'm in a body brace from my chest to my feet because I now have to learn to walk again, physical therapy every Saturday. so let us go to the first day of school I am on the playground in a dress(because of the brace can't wear pants.) there are kids playing around and these little boys think it would be funny to pull my panties down because I can't bend down to pull them back up myself. so my teacher picks me up I think we're going to the bathroom no but instead, she takes me home and leaves me on my front porch. I am outside still with my panties down by my ankles, our neighbor saw me and called my grandmother and told her what happen. our neighbor came and got me, and I stayed with her who later became my babysitter.
my grandmother takes me to the hospital and they tell her I have a condition called lymphedema, which basically is the swollen of the blood vessels from lack of circulation.
My grandmother went to school the next day and the teacher was fired, but for me, the nightmare had just begun I got the nickname no ankles and that name lasted through high school. my legs and ankles swell daily but I do everything that a normal person can do, my doctors told my grandmother I would not walk again and if I did I would need a cane or crutches and I don't need any of it. but I was suppose to not be here yet people my whole life have made me feel different because I have large calves and have always to this day be self conscious about it lymphedema has been a tough thing to deal with, but now that Wendy Williams has it now it's conversation, when I was growing up it waas not talked about and if it was it was to make fun of me. through it all I am still here moving, dancing and walking all the things the doctors said I would never do. I have pain some days to the point I don't want to move yet I keep pressing forward because I am stronger than what I have been through!
