slowly adjusting

I realize it's been nearly a week since my last entry.  I thought the blog would come natural and be easy, but quite the opposite has been true.  I find the blog entries to be almost daunting.  I realize it doesn't have to be and shouldn't be.  As usual, I have well over thought this.

And in the fact that I am busy.  As is everyone this time of year.  This really is my favorite time of year.  I like winter in Minnesota.  But I find once the holidays are over, like around end of January or February, I start to really dislike Minnesota weather.  I like the snow and snow storms, but it seems that there is never enough snow or the right kind of snow (you know, for like snowmen or snowmobiles)  I usually try to fill the lulls with baking and cleaning.  But wouldn't you know, I haven't even gotten my mixer out yet. 

I guess it's a small sign of my ever changing life.  I can't help but reflect on my life the past year.  It's almost been one year since they took my leg.  I wish I could say that it's better or it's been easy, but that would be a lie. It almost seems like the more I do with the new leg, the more I miss my leg.  What I think I miss the most is the care free mobility.  The not thinking about my leg.  To be able to jump out of my Tahoe and run into drop something off, or to walk across the road quickly for the traffic.  Or dancing with my girls like they want me to.  Or just throwing the to do list away instead of trying to keep track of it as I daily cross things off it.

Don't let the debbie downer attitude fool you.  I am very thankful for my life.  For my leg I do have, and for the advanced prosthetic I use.  And bedsides, without pain, sorrow and loss, we wouldn't know joy and happiness.