Being ill, has really shed so much light on myself, my reactions to situations. There was a point that I wanted to just curl up, and sleep forever. What was MY manner of endurance? Am I even alive, or did I die, and this pain is my penance? The negative thoughts only made the pain and the stress worse.
As I finally started to feel just a little better, it was decided by myself, and my family that I just had to do whatever it takes minute by minute to feel better.
Today, I wondered how to share this with my readers, without pointing fingers, making someone this this post is about them. I see others around me, as I did, choose the unhealthy response to situations in their own life. Whether we blame a health issue, or circumstances in or out of our control, we still CHOOSE our Manner of Endurance.
Forrest Gump's Enduring Run, and this photo shows where he stopped. He didn't have to. He could have gone on, or do what he did, go back. It's a great testament, because we might not be aware when the lesson or trial we are going through will end.