. . . that i wore heels almost every day in high school? but i can't now because of my pain-ridden ankles and feet. i think they are oh-so-pretty though and sometimes i give in to temptation. then i have to walk barefoot at a wedding reception for that mistake.
. . . that i have three canes? they are all cheap and from the drugstore. two of them are brown wood. the second was bought by my dad during my grandfather's funeral. i collapsed and had forgot to pack the first one. my third cane is black metal and -get this - collapsible. so i can stick it in my bag just in case. like on trips. actually super helpful. but unattractive. i feel like if i invest in a real non drugstore cane, it is admitting defeat. defeat of what, i am not sure.
. . . that i can't sleep because of my fibromyalgia? but i am oh-so-tired. and have had my fill of blog hopping for the night.
. . . that i am praying for the Spirit to help me in my weakness with groans that words cannot express? isn't that idea just amazing. one of my favorite verses.