“The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way.” ~Robert Kiyosaki
How do I handle this? I am so angry- as if my body has betrayed me. I am so disappointed in so many ways I won't go into them all, but trust me, it's been awful. Lots of wailing and gnashing of teeth over here.
But: Jon cheers me up and calms me down, my friends are supportive and they look out for my well-being , and my pups just want to love me. I have a lot of great things to not be disappointed in.
|Seamus & Aka always cheer me up; it's time for some photo shoot silliness!|
|She's so intense. I can relate!|
|Sweet, sweet Seamus|
|This is how we roll. One big pile of snuggling.|
“I'm disappointed, but I'm not going to run around like Dennis Rodman and head-butt somebody.” ~ Greg Norman
I am pretty crushed, but know that this decision is best for me. I know my non-injured friends are going to have an amazing race at the end of the month. If nothing else, I look forward to being there to cheer them on!