I’m Not Trying to Add to My Stress, but…

But there it is, putting into words what I’m feeling tonight, and it’s my own fault. I have a tendency to take on too much, to the point where I am immobile.

Years ago, my older brother was in a motorcycle accident. He was in the left-hand turn lane at one of those courtesy traffic lights, waiting for an opportunity to make his turn, when a woman who was behind him saw the opportunity, but didn’t see him. She ran into him because she tried to get through the light before it changed back to red. My brother sustained both a broken arm and leg on the same side of his body, and it knocked him clear into the intersection. He slammed so hard down on to the street that it split his helmet into two.

After he was all casted up, both leg and arm, he went out dancing. Why? Because that was who my brother was, but I got off track. He told me later that all he could do was stand on his cast and go around in circles with his good leg and crutches; the picture he painted made me laugh!

But the reason I mention this, is because sometimes that’s how I feel. I’m standing, going around in circles but not getting anywhere. Perhaps I should learn how to dance like that, instead of feeling the stress of being immobile.