I loved to take long walks in the woods
feeling the cool breezes on my skin and
listening to fallen branches crack as a buck
stepped on them.
I can no longer do this.
My weak and shaky legs will not handle
the challenges presented by the hills
and the forest floor.
However, I can still drive to the forest.
I can stop and open the windows
to hear the forest noises and see
the beauties the forest has to offer.
I loved to take long rides on my horse
feeling his strong muscles moving under me.
Trail rides with friends provided laughs
and adventures.
My foot in my left stirrup
can no longer help me mount successfully.
My balance makes riding
dangerous.
But I can go to a special program
that provides a ramp to make it possible
to get on the horse
And people to keep me from falling.
I always loved long walks
in the country enjoying the rural sights
or in the city where each block has something
exciting to offer.
Now I can only walk a few feet
without holding onto something for support
But I have a cane and a rollator
to keep me from falling.
And with help, I can still walk.
For now.
About the Creator
JeanN
I'm an old lady with a very strange mind.
'Jeanofthenight' on Reddit.
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