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I’ll Stumble, I’ll Fall, I’ll Get Up Again Prologue-Chapter One (Revised)
Prologue:
Some say you’ll adjust. It shouldn’t be necessary, since everyone, regardless of their physical condition, is equal.
However, I was guilty of making assumptions too, until life threw me a curveball, and here I am.
Although I didn’t ask someone to drive drunk, they did, and I paid the price for it. Being angry or bitter won’t change the outcome. Having gotten mad enough, I won’t suddenly get up and walk. If God wills it, it will take faith and hard work. It is something I pray about, believe me.
If anything, too much anger can become a stumbling block, and I’m tired of stumbling.
Nevertheless, I know I’ll stumble if I get down all the time, if I only think of the negative.
The wait will be worth it when I stand before the creator of the universe.
There was a season when I was angry. Honestly, I still shed tears at times. I’m not a superwoman without feelings, but I’m generally happy. I won’t let this chair stop me from living my life. It was a decision I made early on.
I’m not going to lie and say life is always easy or that I’m always happy, because it’s not. Sometimes I am angry and sometimes I cry myself to sleep, remembering the…
