Life As An Obstacle

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I am that slow moving old woman that everyone dreads getting behind in line. I block the sidewalk with my slow gait and mobility stroller. I take extra long sorting out my money and purse. Nothing I do is done is haste.

It’s not a position I ever aspired to. I was always that fast moving, quick stepping, woman on a mission. The one who would dart in and out of crowds to bypass those who couldn’t hope to keep up. Oblivious, I’d say.

Do I miss that old self? Some days. Mostly, I’ve come to recognize the benefits of a slower pace of life.

(Image my own)

Note: I am slowly closing out this WP account, and will be shifting some of the content to the primary account.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

23 thoughts on “Life As An Obstacle”

  2. In Praise of Slow, VJ. I appreciate your cup half full take on the world as I embrace being a moving speed bump. Thanks for all your writings! Hopefully we will soon be walking through Spring weather in Ontario.

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  3. In praise of slow, VJ. I agree with your cup half full and while I don’t comment every time, I do read and am grateful for your words. Hugs and hope for Spring…

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      1. The “anonymous ” was my first attempt at replying and when I didn’t see my first message I tried again. I have no idea why the “anonymous ” label appeared???

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  4. What beautiful art, and I feel slowing down allows a different perspective. Like the old saying, stop and smell the roses. I didn’t know you have another WP account.

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