Acceptance

This was a day of travel back from Flagstaff, AZ to Columbia, MD, flying on jets for several hours, a trip that by car last summer took several days. The trip was grueling but a great deal better than by car. I don’t travel well but as long as I accept my very limited physical abilities, have various attendants wheel me around in wheelchairs and get all of the help needed, I do OK. Traveling, as with many activities, ends up being an exercise in accepting my disability. Leading a three day spiritual retreat was also a wonderful experience.