A PAINFUL REMINDER...
I was at a working group meeting in upstate New York this past week; the conference room was on the 4th floor and I found myself navigating those flights of stairs with a woman who was very heavy - probably at around the 320 mark. I could have flown up all 4 flights of stairs without so much as losing my breath - but I stayed with her. I recognized the look of despair and sadness as she realized at the foot of the stairs that she would have to haul her obese body to the 4th floor. My heart ached when I saw that look cross her face - I remember that life...I stayed with her on all three landings as she paused for a few minutes each time to catch her breath. Her face was dripping with perspiration by the time we finally made it to the last set of stairs. She was pale and oh, so sad. I asked if she was okay and if she needed to sit down. She said no, just needed to rest a minute. What pained me most was the sadness and resignation she so clearly felt - resigned to living this painful existence, physically and mentally - resigned to a quality of life that will not even allow her to walk comfortably, let alone dance, play volleyball, jog on the beach, have comfortable sex with her husband. I remember that life...and while we managed to find the conference room and move forward with the agenda of our day, the reminder of where I've come from stayed with me - and is with me still. I am so grateful to have my life back. I am so grateful to experience every day the incredible pleasure that physical movement affords me. I will fight to the death - literally - to never relinquish my right to live fully and joyfully again. Be happy, my friends. No matter the depths of your sorrow on any given day, there is always something to be grateful for, to celebrate. Be happy. Love, Reenie
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