These two.
My greatest teachers.
They traffic in perseverance.
Hope.
Joy.
They understand each other, these two. They have both spent countless hours in therapy. They both know the frustration of having to work around a physical challenge. They both know that some folks see them as ‘different’.
And they have both taught me that mother-love can be ferocious. They have both taught me that I can be tough, that I can push them hard, that I can cry deeper and laugh more honestly than I ever knew possible. And they have taught me that true health and wholeness is a function of character, not of physique.
Master teachers, they are.
I’m proud to be their student.
Mon, 17 May 2010 09:59:00 +0000julielylescarr
