Wheelchair drives re-blog.

Thought I’d share this lovely blog from a lovely woman.

NOT MY SECRET...My story...My truth

I took a wheelchair drive today. I still must admit that making a grand exit is not nearly as impactful if you can’t give the door a good slam, or when you aren’t speeding off in a car. Zipping down your wheelchair ramp…yeah it just loses some of that anger flare statement. I wasn’t mad at anyone that I could directly put my finger on, I just had inner rage. I left the house and went around the block. That is my “God Talking” time. He and I have SERIOUS heart to hearts when I go for my wheelchair drives. This has always been. When I could drive the car I never had God conversations. When I went with the dogs in the wheelchair they got used to my conversation. It was also convenient when a jogger passed by because they thought I was talking to the dogs. Now I…

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About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 82 now.
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