I am the lover of the simple happiness’s of life. I am the passionate athlete. I am the passionate workaholic.
I am a person with Multiple Sclerosis.
I am not as strong, agile, or fast an athlete. I am not the workaholic under the definition I used to be (or anyone’s definition), and the simple happiness’s of life are not as simple now. Some loves are lost. But new passions are replacing lost loves.
If I cannot run over the hurdle then I will run around it. Until the next hurdle maybe I will make this one or maybe I will run around it again.