"Life"

I have found myself using a cane for a few months and I can honestly say...I hate it. But within the past couple of weeks I noticed some very interesting behavioral changes in myself. I use this cane, which I affectionately call "my other leg" everyday. When I get home I put it away and move about. So I started thinking if I can walk without it at home why can't I do that at other times. So I went down the hall, and I was fine, pushed it a little further and went to the mail box...Oh! I must have thought I was super woman. I began to panic because I was too far away from "my other leg" and how was I going to make it back. Yes I was in pain but that was not the point, the point was I didn't believe I could do it. Well, the vanity in me kicked in. I can't look like I'm in distress, so I began to walk back to the apartment (very slowly). When I arrived (after I got my self together) I realized I did it yep, I did it. Now, this is a real cane I am speaking of, but how many other canes or crutches do we have in our lives that prevent us from moving forward, that stop us from reaching our goals and achieving our maximum potential. I have decided I am too young to have to depend on this stick. I want the most for my life and right now that includes walking. I have started to shy away from things that were once enjoyable to me because of limitations that I have pretty much put on myself. My new goal is to walk without a cane/crutch. I realize that some things have changed but not everything...I have got to keep going. For now, no more crutches (smirk) ok?