optimism

Last week was a terrific week.  I'm starting to be able to walk without having to think about every step.  Even better?  For the most part, I've kicked the walker.  And a few days this past week I didn't even have a nap and I was still kicking by the end of the day (that's a fancy way of saying I was still awake and sitting upright, but hey!).  Today, I made breakfast, got myself, Samuel, and the girls ready for church and we all made it to sacrament meeting.  On time!  In fact, just yesterday, I told Courtney that I can actually see myself being normal again someday.  He said he never doubted, but I did.  I'll be honest.

Most exciting of all?  Yesterday morning I walked the length of two fields (maybe a quarter mile. . .almost?).  I'll admit, it was pretty slow but I did it without a walker, mind you. 

What does all of this mean?  I'm thinkin' it means I'll probably be training for a marathon again in no time at all.  Or something like that.  Hey, I gotta start somewhere.  Right? 

Just being sunshiney, that's all.  Things are definitely looking up.