My Left Foot
Ball point pen, 7 x 10
I sketched this during class on Saturday morning as my students drew through their exercises. They could see that I was drawing but not what it was I was looking at.
Even when I held it up at the end of class, it took them a while to figure out. It's the orthopedic boot that protects and supports my now broken left foot and badly sprained ankle.
What? Yes. After a fall from 8 - 12 feet (depending on how I measure), I'm on crutches but glad to be alive. Although I've just completed week one of a 12-week recovery period and it takes me approximately an hour to move a glass of water across a room (I exaggerate, but not by much), I consider myself very, very fortunate.
Call me a cockeyed optimist (I am), but my foot and ankle injury literally saved my neck. If my foot had not caught in a 3-panel screen set up below the loft and broken my fall, I don't know what shape I'd be in, if any shape at all.
So, I count my blessings as I hobble from point to point. It's good to be reminded to do so though I recommend less dramatic reminders.
Count your blessings as often as you can remember. The practice of gratitude has a positive effect and anyway, it sure beats complaining!
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