Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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I had a very similar pair in blue, but without the bows. I wore them for miles.
With Breast Cancer Awareness month in October, this is a great poem Willow.
This writing is everything poetry should be — and I’m not a person who says that lightly. Power, passion, playfulness, it’s all here. “B” for Brilliant. You go, gurl!
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I couldn’t get my feet into those!
Ok I could but I can’t walk in them 🤭💜💜
Damn. I love those shoes.
The pack a real kick 💜
Click the heels and see what happens.
We might get rid of Covid19?
There you go. Or a house may fall on us.
Probably more likely right now 🙂💜
It is 2020 after all.
Yes indeed it will go down as a non year in the annals of time! 💜
Hahaha.
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Awesome! 🤩
Thank you it is an old one 😊
Fantastic !!! shoes!! 💜
Killer shoes 😆
MEAN!!! shoes!!! lol
Yes indeed 💜
Great write Willow!! 💜
An old one rewritten with feeling and attitude 💜
Attitude Plus!👍
Attitude +++++++++++++++
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Cancer Killers
Ah. I get it now. Cool!
Excellent 💜
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Loved this! I have a pair of lace up shoe boots with lug soles I call my big girl shoes 😃
Yes I have big girl walking boots too 💜
I had a very similar pair in blue, but without the bows. I wore them for miles.
With Breast Cancer Awareness month in October, this is a great poem Willow.
We can kick Cancer 💜
Yep. I have, twice!
It a wooze !
Love this, Willow! 😃
Nice line: “My bridges burnt shoes, my lessons learnt shoes!” describing those winning shoes.
Thank you Frank , we all need props don’t we 💜
Best shoes ever!! : )
Killer shoes 💜
Gotta be red/read!
Good stuff.
Indeed, red for go, thank you for reading 💜
love this!
Thank you 💜
I need a pair of shoes that make me feel like that… But preferably with lower heels!
Lol we all need a pair of fighting shoes and yes most of us , including myself need lower heels. Have a good day sis 💜
You too, Sis 💜
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Pretty hot shoes! 😉
Beautiful aren’t they 💜
Fantastic fantastic. We all need a pair of shoes or an item that makes us so strong that the stuff no longer matters and we live free and confident.
Well written and so fun to read
Thank you I hope you have your prop to keep you brave 💜
I guess my prop is affirmations and journaling
That can work just as well 🙂
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Love the shoes and the job they do.
Very important job , infact they do a sideline with any illness 💜
Those are some powerful shoes, Willow! Wear them well! (Lovely writing!)
Thank you they are fighting shoes …I can’t hardly walk in them 🤭
I gave up feminine shoes long ago. They hurt my body. 😳
I agree mine is the same 💜
Fantastic!!!!! ♥️♥️♥️
They work tirelessly to help everyone 💜😊💜
I LOVE those shoes!
I used to wear such with nary a worry. Now? My feet are pissed at me and won’t let me forget if I do choose to wear such.
My feet are exactly the same, as are my back and also my balance 🤭💜😜😜😜
Funny how that works… 🧡👠😉
Yes indeed….not funny 😜💜
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This writing is everything poetry should be — and I’m not a person who says that lightly. Power, passion, playfulness, it’s all here. “B” for Brilliant. You go, gurl!
Thank you so much Ana 💜