Auteur: Victoria

"When your legs don't work like they used to before" Ed Sheeran Dear legs, I am sorry for when I took you for granted. I now realize  that I need you so bad. I need you to do things for me, I need you to see things, experience and I need you to live my life to the fullest. Or at least what’s left of it. Unfortunately I can’t remember how we first met, too young to remember the first steps, but if I could have remembered I would have remembered every single movement. Because it feels so damn good to be able to walk! Do you remember Rome, Berlin? At least around 20000 steps were taken a day. Or even all those other cities where you never failed me. You could bear high heels and every other mean shoes I put you through. You could run if I wanted you to, you could jump, dance the night away and if Crossfit was a thing at that time I am sure you were even able to keep that up as well. The time has actually come where I’m stuck in between needing a walking aid (cane, walker or wheelchair) versus in being so vain and make situations unbearable for myself. A.K.A. ‘in denial’, I keep telling myself that I will manage every distance that seems doable in the first place. I am a hard learner...