I was.. and I will again, I may not be walking… this I don’t mind – of course I’d love it.. but reality is a major factor in all that is this life! I once was great I survived death! They came to take me… but my strength back then … death couldn’t even take me, I came back, I was…. and I will be again… but what and when?

All I want is to be my own independent self, walking or rolling down the road ahead.