Maybe this is more appropriate for this morning.
I’m very appreciative of my legs today. After a killer day at work, I’m so thankful for you, gams! Not only do you hold me up, you’re pretty fucking sexy ;)
I remember every step was a challenge for me. I had to struggle to find my way in this world, always holding onto something, searching for guidance. I remember Abuela always behind me, making sure I would not fall. She would grab me by my hand and take me to see her garden, ensuring safety and warmth with a smile. Twenty one years have passed and even though my leg braces were removed I still feel like I carry them all the time, reminding me of how much I still have to grow, to learn and to let go of. Time moves forward and now see I my abuelita, my grandmother, struggling as she walks with her cane, thinking whether or not to take the next step. I take her by the hand, smile, and say, “You’re almost there. Keep going.” She always looks back at me, and with the same look in my eyes from long ago in her garden I reassure her, “Don’t worry Abuela, I’m never letting go….Te amo,