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Gratitude For Reading

People are reading my blog! I cannot express my gratitude enough. My heart is soaring!

Before I got ALS, it was a minor interest amongst many varied interests. Today, I am unable to physically participate in many of my prior interests, like motorcycling, photography, knitting and other handicrafts, hiking, traveling, painting, drawing, going to the gym, working in the garden, doing housework, canning, and cooking gourmet or ethnic foods. Therefore, I am more focused on the ones that are most accessible to me, such as reading via audiobook or e-book, television, movies, meditation, music appreciation, and writing.

Like the blind man who's sense of hearing and smell is heightened, I'd like to think my crippled body has made me more attuned to things more on the spiritual and sensual level.

Initially, when some members of my family read my blog, they chose to focus on what they viewed as negative. The feedback I got was harsh and personally critical. .I was told that I was "killing" them. As if I really had that much power. The drama was just too much. They admonished, "This is how people will remember you!". My explanations of "This is my voice", fell on deaf ears. Instead of using my blog as a platform of meaningful discourse, it was used as justification for physical and emotional abandonment

So, perhaps I've given you some insight into why I'm over the moon for any positive kudos I receive. Conversely, I'm also open to constructive criticism. Just consider this...This is a free form blog. I'm not looking for critical acclaim.

While you're here, please leave a message so I know it's being read and consider becoming a follower. Hey, thank you for reading. I hope you find something interesting, useful, or surprising.

Comments

  1. You know I'm here....but just for the record, 'they' are wrong - this blog is NOT how I remember you.

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  2. I read your blog Tina and enjoy it immensely. I am learning so much about ALS and your life. Thank you. I get strength from you, wisdom, your encouragement, your patience, all benefit me. I am grateful to know you and you are in my prayers everyday!

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  3. I read your blog Tina and enjoy it immensely. I am learning so much about ALS and your life. Thank you. I get strength from you, wisdom, your encouragement, your patience, all benefit me. I am grateful to know you and you are in my prayers everyday!

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  4. Hi Tina,
    Read your blog every day. Thank you for sharing your life with us, you're an amazing lady!

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