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Moving On

Life gives me lickings, I keep on ticking. No matter what, I move on.

Here I am... A woman with an awful combination of severe disabilities, a victim and survivor of abuse, a single mother, student, leader, writer and volunteer. I probably should have found a hole to crawl into long ago. It doesn't seem to matter what I've achieved. I always want more.

We could have a debate about whether I'm inspirational, stupid or stubborn. I'd vote for the latter. I don't let my disabilities limit what I can do. Oh, sure, I can't drive a car or run a marathon. But I can still find transportation, and I never wanted to run, anyway. There are still many things I can do. I might have to alter HOW I do something, but I still CAN do it.

I'm especially stubborn when someone tells me I can't. It becomes a challenge. I must prove that I can do it. I don't care what other people think; I need to prove it to myself.

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I shouldn't be able to travel by myself, but I do. I shouldn't be able to succeed in school, but I am. I shouldn't have won custody of my son, but I did.

I feel great when I reach a goal. That doesn't keep me satisfied for long. There's so much more I can be. I keep striving to reach the top. The top keeps getting higher. That's how life should work.

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What's all this about moving on? A six year dream has finally come true. I moved on... literally. I love my parents and living with them was comfortable and easy. Yet, I'm a 38 Year old mother. I want the same as all divorced mothers and single women -- independence.

I've been told I can't live on my own. I'll fail. It won't work. I need too much help. Stop being difficult. Give up on those silly dreams.

Never.

Here I am...Writing a blog in my new little house. It's time to put Joseph to bed. I'll get up at 6:00 AM to make him scrambled eggs with cheese. Then I'll wash the dishes and start a load of laundry. I'll go to my massage therapy, help Joseph with his homework and cook dinner. I'll do it because that's what people do.

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