I woke up this morning thinking about my old hiking boots and the word privileged.

A few months before I was diagnosed with ALS I bought a pair of hiking boots after I had fallen several times. I usually wore running shoes for hiking but thought maybe more tread on my soles would keep me from falling so much and the extra height on the boot would help provide me with better ankle support.

Mark and I would often talk about how privileged we felt to have great outdoor clothing to walk and run in. My legs have since reached the end of their walking and running days and my hiking boots and running shoes are no longer necessary, but I still feel privileged.

3 thoughts on “Privileged

  1. Rosemary, you feel privileged because you are so keenly aware of what is important in life. Thank you for reminding the rest of us through your beautiful stories, memories, and insightful vignettes about the meaning of love. We are so privileged to be connected to you. I love you, dear friend.

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