Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Just One Day

Just one day.

If I had one day to have the knowledge I have now and still have the experiences I have had ... and have the opportunity for 24 hours to walk again ... sigh.

I don't even know where to start!  I probably wouldn't even sleep!  I'd wake up early (shocker, I know), and with a cup of coffee in my hand, I'd take a walk - barefoot - in the dewy morning grass and look behind me to see my footprints marked in the grass.  I'd probably do a cartwheel or two amidst the cool wind brushing across my face as I mark in my head the feeling of that grass on the bottom of my feet.

I'd climb a tree and people watch.  I might even bring my camera with me to capture moments I see that are obscure or crazy or that no one would ever believe.  I'd reach up high on my tip toes on one of those branches to reach the biggest leaf to remember that moment forever.

I'd want to dance with my Dad and pretend it's my wedding day.  There's no doubt I'd cry, but it would be happy tears.  I'd wear the highest heels I can find (and appropriately walk in) because I love the sound of heels clicking on tile or wood floors.  I might even do a little tap dance in heels.

I would like to climb and dive off a cliff into crystal clear water.  I'd enjoy the kick of my legs beneath the water and swim as far as I could.  I would also take a "jumping picture" that seems to be oh-so-popular while walking on the sand along the seaside.  I'd scrunch my toes in the sand and allow the water to wash the sand over them until they are completely covered.

I would try to accomplish all yoga poses.  I probably wouldn't be very successful, but at least I would get a good stretch.

I'd like to climb a ladder and slide down a slide, then run to the swings and swing as high as I can!  Jumping on a trampoline is something I'd recreate from my childhood, and of course I'd ride a bike all around the park.

I would hike into the High Country of Yosemite National Park, swim in Tenaya Lake, swim in the Merced River, and boulder over the rocks from rockslides of times past.

I'd perform my Senior Violin Recital all over again, but this time standing up - even if was for an audience of squirrels.

I would go into the grocery store and push the cart as fast as I could and then jump on the cart and ride it down the aisle.  I may get kicked out of the store, but it would totally be worth it.

I'd dance around a fire, twirl in a pasture, and roll down a hill.

I would take a shower outdoors and not give a **** what anyone thinks.  I'd probably even take a midnight swim later on in just my birthday suit with the moonlight glow surrounding my body.

Ooo!  I'd play beach volleyball and dive for as many hits as I could make!  I'd also play a game of baseball and kickball, trying hard to run all the bases multiple times.

Multiple possibilities in just one day.

And, yes, amazing what can change...


Just one day.

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Blogger Faith Brady said...

Thank you for sharing your thoughts on living for just one day without any complications with your legs. It’s is quite disheartening to think that your life drastically changed because of one fatal car accident. You are a very strong woman, and it’s great to see that you’ve already accomplished a lot in your life. Again, thank you for posting this. I wish you all the best!

Faith Brady @ Kim E. Hunter

August 6, 2015 at 9:05 AM  

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