THE MS BOOGIEMAN TREE
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I never considered defeat; I looked forward to the taste of victory. I leaped from branch to branch, with no thought of how high or how dangerous it was.
That was in the physical...those days are long gone. But, I am now presented with the biggest tree of my life.
"The Boogieman Tree Called MS."
I did not ask for a tree to climb...but here it is. So with the dawning of each new day, I mentally and spiriturally gird myself with the attitude that my boogieman, ain't so bad he's just tall that's all.
And whatever branch comes up, the fatigue branch, the sluggish mind branch, the I hate taking these shots branch. As in the days of my youth, I go from branch to branch, steadily climbing.
No, I no longer leap from branch to branch, but I maintain a steady climb. I refuse to allow this boogieman to defeat me, define me, or steal my joy. Each day, whatever comes, I continue to climb.
This tree may be the biggest challenge of my life, not in the physical you see, but in the mental, "AND IN THE MENTAL I RULE." The Boogieman Tree," ain't so scary or bad, it's just tall that's all.
Whatever the branches on your MS Boogieman Tree, remember...he ain't so bad, he's just tall that's all. Then begin to mentally climb. Some days the branches are harder to reach, but not unreachable. Expect "bark burns," grit your mental teeth and start climbing again.
I climb tired, I climb rested, I climb both in and out of pain, I climb happy or sad, for this is not a one time climb, or a one day climb, it is a "JOURNEY."
Don't worry about the distance to the top of the tree, just continue to climb.
Then and only then will you win out over the "MS BOOGIEMAN TREE," every branch that you climb, count them at the end of the day. They are your VICTORIES...he ain't so bad, he's just tall that's all.
KEEP CLIMBING MY FRIENDS
Written by Shirley...Inspired by the Holy Spirit