Yes, pun intended. Because I can technically only take “right” steps. Silly. I know. But I just HAD TO.

It’s been awhile since I have posted anything. In fact, it’s actually been awhile since I have even written anything. Which is kind of sad, as it was a gateway for emotions when I first lost my leg. And I am not really sure why I ever stopped, because I sure as heck haven’t stopped feeling. The hustle and bustle of life, I guess, is really the only answer I got. But 2024 is right around the corner and I am about to shake things up…. for the better I hope.

Lately, I haven’t been in the mindset that I used to be in. I am not positive, I am angry. I am not happy with what I have, I am disgusted with the fact that this is all I got. Which, I know, sounds terrible to say out loud. I am literally going on almost NINE YEARS as an amputee, and I thought I would be doing more, have more, and being more than what I am now. Because I always had high expectations for myself, even when I was just a wee-two legger. But then I lost my leg, and my world flipped all around, and I kind of just crammed all the pieces back into where I thought they belonged and kept on trucking. I never actually took a moment to analyze my new situation. I felt like I couldn’t. I had a kid and a husband who was counting on me. And that is a pretty valid reason to just keep on going, despite your world crumbling down around you. But the fact of the matter is, that it didn’t matter how much tape and glue I used to put my life back together the best I could, it would never hold. At least not long enough. So here I am, almost nine years later, back in the same boat I started this amputee journey in. (At least emotionally). Yippee for me. Right?

Yah, I knew I wasn’t fooling anyone with that one. And I am kind of done with making people think that I am ok with just being ok. Because that’s all I am. I am just ok. But I wasn’t born to just be ok. I was born to be an exceptional human being. I was made for more than what I am right now. So, that is why I am starting 2024 with my right foot forward. Not just literally this time. I am going to be bigger & better than I ever dreamed I could be. I am going to be exceptional. I am going to be adventurous. I am going to try new things. And I am probably going to fail… a lot. But that is ok. Because even though it will technically be considered a “failure”, it won’t feel like one. It will feel like a teeny tiny step in the right direction. I am tired of feeling like a big ball of anger. I am tired of feeling like I am not enough, because we both know I am. And I am going to prove it to myself and to you all more than I ever have before.

So, here’s to more writing. Less anger. More smiles. Less anger. More failures. Less anger. More freedom. And did I mention less anger? Merry Christmas, but not a Happy New Year…. yet. Because you will be hearing from me before then.