My goals change daily, as those things that ‘handicap’ me change daily, as well.

I’ve long been a proponent of finding ways to deal with my physical (and mental, I guess) handicaps. Even as they become more severe, I’m not quite ready to give up. One day, maybe sooner than later, I’ll have to face the reality that spunkiness alone isn’t going to work any longer. Until then...

...today my goal is to sit in my wheelchair for one hour. To eat a meal of solid food. My goals are small, yet life-affirming. That’s the best that I can d0.