H is for Helpless

I use crutches and have since a motorbike wreck that nearly cost my life resulted in my losing my left leg. Today, whilst out shooting rugby the tip of my crutch tore off the crutch. This is the torn up tip.

This leaves me stranded and pretty much helpless until I found duct tape after sending my Dad to the shop to buy more crutch tips.

Yay!! Sort of.

It's these moments that cause me pause, again facing the very limitations of my world and rucking against a bitter opponent. It's why I push so hard at everything I do - I refuse to bow in defeat. I fight with every fiber of my being and hold my head high in the storms and raging winds of "just give up."

Easy? Anything but that.

I really don't want it easy. Not much of a fun life without insurmountable challenges, is it? So I grab these moments, rugger up, and learn from it.