Freedom!
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Tonight, just a few minutes ago actually, I took my first unassisted steps since last Wednesday. You may be thinking, "Woo-do-hoo. The 36 year old is learning to walk... and?"

But I'm tellin' ya, the liberation of those first steps... oh my gods.
I'm not going to over do it. Because I'm not stupid, and I know healing takes time and comes in stages. But, oh man! The sheer, unadulterated JOY of WALKING. You just don't know how beautiful that is until you can't walk.

(sniff... it makes me a bit weepy)