Today.
I go home today.
I get to sit in my adapted chair
in my adapted home.
I get to sleep in my adapted bed
on my personally selected pillow.
I get to park my wheelchair
and sit at my desk.
I get to poo on a loo
of just the right height.
I get to shower in a shower
with soap that smells like heather.
I go home today.
And park the van we've rented
to use our car which we've adapted.
I get to go home today
And rest.
Until we leave again
On Monday.
3 comments:
I marvel at your energy and determination.
My disability includes having no energy; if I leave the house more than 2-3 times per week, I cannot write, because my brain will not work: I am too exhausted to think.
And you're out there, conquering the world, traveling, showing people who come to your presentations how a disabled person can work just fine. Wish I could! I miss work.
I have created a second life, a second career, and I love it - but it takes everything I have, which is okay - but I envy you the travel, even with all the work you have to do just to find a place to lay your head every night.
Enjoy! You are being a good example, and I love to go along vicariously.
As Dorothy said "there's no place like home!"
Evry time I come home and put the key in the door of my house I feel safe and welcome. It is the place where I really can rest.
It is good that you and Joe have that too.
Enjoy it!
Julia
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