Happy Thanksgiving! It’s time to feast …again! Every holiday has its festive traditions and Thanksgiving is one of my faves.

The foods that adorn the table resemble that of Christmas; I always think of it as a rehearsal, less the gift-giving. The good news, for me anyway, is I don’t do the cooking. Truthfully, that’s good news for our guests too.

Lately, I’ve become aware of changes with my physical disability. Although my muscle decline is slow, every now and then I can’t help but see how my activities are shifting.

Holidays often inspire a yearly reflection. And, in that regard, I notice cooking and driving have lessened for me.

I wonder, what does this mean? Should I be worried? What will lessen next?

The why is not a mystery; that’s the nature of a progressive disease.

My partner is a good cook, one who actually enjoys doing what I consider to be mundane tasks. Plus, standing to do food prep type chores increases my pain, so I am thankful to give that up. You could say this loss is really my (weight) gain if you get my drift.

Driving – well, I’m not sure what’s up with that, other than since moving to our new home, the need to drive has declined. There are stores and restaurants within walking and scooter distance, so we opt to do that instead of taking the car.

Since I’ve not been driving, I also find my desire has lessened too. Again, my partner enjoys zipping around in our car and she’s quick to remind me that I’m an excellent backseat driver.

Now, I’m not sure if it’s age, inner wisdom or some outer force, but for the most part, I feel myself softly embracing what is, and not falling into a big story of despair or disappointment.

It could be I’ve developed a level of trust with my partner, knowing true support and care between us is securely in place. Love makes room for life’s realities and imperfections, and for that, I am truly thankful.

Living with a significant level of disability is no gluten-free cookie, and doing it alone, well that’s no Betty Crocker cake either!

No matter what challenges you’re facing this holiday, I wish for you a feast full of thankfulness.

Sharing is caring...


Sign up for our Newsletter

We hate spam, yuck, and promise not to pester you very often. 

Scroll to Top