Saturday, 7 March 2015

Freedom

To listen to the chirping of the squirrels as I got too close and to be able to gaze up at the spruce towering overhead. To be able to reach the top of a large hill and gaze for miles and miles over the rolling, tree covered hills. To sweat, feel my muscles burn in my legs evenly, and to be able to go wherever my heart led, to be able to breathe hard again. I finally felt free after years of being held captive by my own body. I thank God for this.