Leaning, but not on a motorcycle

Funny how a relatively minor health issue can wreak such havoc in your life. Vertigo. I hate the word. I hate the feeling even more. Unable to care for my family, or drive to a class, or walk safely to the kitchen. Of course, forget riding a motorcycle.

Then, I step back and remember my friends who are battling cancer, or grieving the death of a loved one. I am still so very blessed. As my husband would suggest, I'll 'pull up my bootstraps' and tolerate the spinning. We can get through anything with God to lean on.