Baby Steps

Baby steps. That's what my youngest granddaughter is currently working on now that she is completing her first year of life. We celebrate this accomplishment with joy and praise for our little one.

I, too, am taking baby steps in my life right now. Last summer, I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. It was such a relief to finally have an answer to the problems I had been encountering for a long time. Now I must learn to live with a condition that rules my body and decides how much I can and cannot do and when.

The past several months have been particularly bad so Hero and I decided we should hire a cleaning service on a bi-weekly basis to care for routine housekeeping. Fortunately, the worst seems to have abated and I've been able to become more attuned to my pain: what conditions make it worse, etc. Anyway, I decided to cancel our housekeeping service and get back into caring for our home myself. Here's where the baby steps come in. My plan was to complete the downstairs today. That was not going to happen! I simply could not get it all done and that frustrated me. I don't live in a huge home. It's kept generally clean. It's just me! I can function - just not the way I used to.

So while our grandchildren continue to take baby steps, they will eventually mature taking bigger and faster steps. This Granny, will continue to plod along in life, doing what I can - when I can. I've done a lot of soul searching these past months. It's not been an easy thing to accept. But God is good and knows what's best for me. And, hey, I've learned it's not the end of the earth if I don't *get it all done in one day*!