Thursday, January 8, 2015
Dependence
Dolly Sods in all its glory, one of my favorite places. I faced the fact two years ago that I could no longer hike there by myself. I depend on someone going with me.
Most of my life I have been reluctant to accept dependence on others. I think I was too proud to think I needed anyone. The experience of the heart attack and the surgery and the staffs in the hospitals and the expressed support of relatives and friends has driven me to accept the fact that I can't do it myself.
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