This is my favorite time of the year. I wake up in the morning and see the sun pouring through the windows promising a beautiful day. I envision stepping outside and feeling the sun warm upon my face: pure bliss. Wait. What's that I hear? It's the sound of the wind hissing through the trees and against the window. I walk outside to take part in the beauty of the day and am nearly blown away. I stand my ground as the wind whips through every part of me, trying to lead me to where it demands I go.
Having CF is a lot like living on the plains of South Dakota. Some days are the most beautiful days one could ever experience in life and some days are like living in a wind storm. The warm sun hitting my face on gorgeous calm days makes me forget about the unbearable "windy days." Those furious winds also make me appreciate the calm days even more. The winds of CF are trying to push me off course, trying to push me to the edge, trying to control me.
Tall and Strong
When I wake up in the morning and peer out my window to the world, the bright sun and blue skies promise a beautiful Spring day. Not until I get outside do I feel the wind furiously whirl around me. I do my best to hide those "windy days" from the world, but I know there is still something beautiful in each of them. CF tries to navigate the course of my life, but I stand firm and will not allow it to push me. I am stubborn like the Oak Tree that stands firm among the howling winds on the South Dakota plains. I may bend and sway, but I will not break to the winds of CF. I will breathe bravely. Love to you all.
Where is the wind pushing you?