2018 is everybody else’s year – that’s what I realized.

It’s 11 : 30 AM on day 2778 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read 2 Timothy 1:7,  have breakfast, – and promote my 50 New Feet Campaign benefiting MiracleFeet –  raised  $14 409 only $4 341 more to raise by June 17, 2018 to reach my new goal of helping 75 kids with Clubfoot by June 17, 2018.

This morning I wanted to arrange to go hot-air-ballooning until I realized everybody in my family has something going on this year (my mom’s going to india in June to visit my gran, my sister’s going to Australia to do her elective in June, my brother’s currently in his final year of high school and I don’t expect my dad to drive me long distances alone anymore he’s got back issues) 2018 doesn’t seem to be my year for crazy adventures and it’s make me sad I’ve been through so much pain this year I wanted to do something fun just for me I guess I should be happy just to be alive but before my surgery I promised myself that if i got out of that operating room alive I would continue helping people (which I’m trying to do) and also that I would travel more and do more fun things just for myself (which I’m finding hard because I need someone to come with me everywhere and everybody has things to do I’m not selfish enough to ask people to stop their lives just so they can help me live mine)