something eslse.I bet I was in 1st grade when I got my first pair of crutches. I knew my fashion back then already.....I wanted my crutches to be pink.
Who knew back then, more the 20 years ago, what life would bring. Never would I have imagined how joyful life could be. Never, on the other hand, could I have imagined how dissappointing life could be.
I doubt my parents knew where I'd be today. Oh, I know they hoped and prayed, as they did for all three of my siblings. They prayed we'd be happy and healthy, and grow to love Jesus.
Just like this crutch, so has been life. The paint has been worn off in some areas. It's dusty and dirty. Some days seemingly impossible -- I remember many falls with those things. Good excuse to go home, though!
However, still intact. Still recognizable. And when I look hard enough, still a gift.
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Kelly YOU are a gift. I love your writing and soon we can ride that 4 wheeler. Had it out with the grandkids this weekend so soon girlfriend soon. Just have some traveling to do this week to Pierre to see Gramma.
Kelly,
This is beautiful! Thank you for writing and sharing it. What a testimony it is that you "see" all this when you look at those cute pink crutches. Truthfully? It gives me hope that we can get through our trials too. That joy, and hope, and love can be what we see in 10-20 years. I am so proud of you, Kelly!
Keep on keeping on, dear one!
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