S T R E T C H
It's funny how a simple word can take on such new meaning at different points of our life. This word brings up all sorts of emotions for me. This time last year, being able to stretch was a daily goal. Between regular physical therapy sessions, yoga for arthritis classes and daily exercise, I worked hard at maintaining my ability to stretch. It wasn't that long ago when simply bending down to touch my toes got a standing ovation from my rheumatologist. Every morning, alone in the bathroom, I made it a point to reach for the ceiling - as high as I could, pulling, stretching, straightening out my spine. It hurt. Hard to breathe. So much work. Just to stretch.
But what was the alternative?
Weakness. Pain. Inability.
Today, while I still stretch to maintain strength, flexibility and range of motion, life is stretching.
The goal is no longer just stretching my limbs, but stretching my vision - leadership, passion, faith. Stretching, reaching - out of my comfort zone and into places I never imagined - because there is no alternative.
Hugs and Health,