Somehow I really miss running around. The ability to move as I wished. The freedom to go wherever, whenever. This restrictions of food, movement and even going to toilet.

I HATE IT.

But, God is over all. The hardest thing at times is to yield after all. To yield that all this is within his plan. That this period is a moulding phase once again. To learn how to lean and rely more on God and the people around me and also, perharps to build more strength and courage.

Would you believe for now, all that I want is to be able to walk.

It would have helped if you were here for me. Or just hear your voice and I don't mean God.