
Loving with a Limp
I’m learning to live with a limp. I’m also learning to love as I limp.
I’m learning to live with a limp. I’m also learning to love as I limp.
The grief of the untold story haunts the heart. Find your words and write them now, in cards and letters, journals and drop-dead boxes. The stories—the writing and the sharing—have healing power.
I can’t say “I’m stoic” with integrity… yet. What I can say is I’m in the process of becoming stoic. With each lesson, each word, and each conflict, I am in the process of finding my true self, my authenticity, my integrity.
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