“Thank you for changing my life”

10550092_905498666134389_2806223816839819327_oIn response to a daily prompt from WordPress, I looked at page 82 of the nearest book, “What the Dog Saw” by Malcolm Gladwell.  I was told to read the third sentence, hmmm… “Thank you for changing my life,”… Ya, Ataxia has changed my life.  Am I thankful? As I sat in my favorite chair exhausted and panting after just folding one load of laundry, I thought about it.  OK, if I didn’t have Ataxia and took breaks after every little chore, I might be considered a lazy bum.  But I’m allowed down-time without the fear of being judged.  For that, I’m thankful.
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