Are you ready for this weeks jabber? ….
Ok, So Just because life shrinks to the size of a postage stamp it doesn’t mean you have to get licked…and no making up your own jokes …unless you’re willing to share them of course?
Life can become small for many reasons, for me it’s a collection of illnesses to the point I could hold an exhibition, having the whole world gradually decline to such a compact space is frustrating and claustrophobic but you either suck it up and deal with it…or you don’t, they’re the options. So I say my life is Bijou, it sounds Cosmopolitan and so much sexier than small & doesn’t smack of restriction, and then it’s about trying to cover every inch of that Bijou space with the abilities I still have left rather than the disabilities.
No matter how small your situation becomes you can still be a force to be reckoned with & make your presence big. However it’s not always easy to maintain & this summer I sunk as low as a snails undercarriage, all the things I can longer do seemed to be everywhere teasing and taunting & hitting my head like a meteorite and leaving a gaping hole like an open wound.
I’ve climbed out a number of these craters since first becoming ill with ME 24 yrs ago, and it never gets any easier, but the important thing is not to give up,I cant reiterate that enough, keep fighting, try to live in the moment and to remember that each and every day is still very much a blessing.
It doesn’t take alot to lift my spirits and I was amused at this weeks news of a craze sweeping the globe that sees big boys & girls swinging light sabers for the Star Wars fitness workout that mixes combat and choreography , some devoted fans even dress up in character.
I can see the appeal but I really wouldn’t be able to restrain myself from ninja kicking around the room while hearing Kung Fu Fighting by Carl Douglas playing out in my head ..I hope that image doesn’t put you off your cornflakes?
Talking of light sabers, when I was young & knee high to a grasshopper I worked in a newsagents along with another boy called Matt. It was his day off , so I was suprised to see him standing at the counter and with a big smile he announced, “My cousins come to visit and his a famous actor so I thought I’d introduce him to you”
“Is this your imaginary cousin” I asked, amused at not seeing anyone.
With that my work colleague nodded downwards, so I leant over the counter to see a mini version of the Milky Bar kid. A dwarf with blonde hair and those round spectacles that magnify the eyes to scary proportions, scowling up at me.
For those old enough to remember, if you thought someone was telling porkies you’d scratch your chin and say “Jimmy Hill”. Jimmy hill was a sports pundit so what he had to do with telling fibs I don’t know but it was just something people did…….and I did.
Myself and matt began laughing as we always did to anything and everything, so much so that we were crying, him insisting he was telling the truth and me scratching my chin shouting “Jimmy Hill”.
The little boy was not amused, putting his hands on his hips and with scowl intensifying he snapped “I AM a famous actor” but that only induced more belly laughs. The shop became busy and when I looked again they’d both gone & I didn’t think any more about it til the following week, when the Watford Observer did a feature on a little boy who had a rare form of dwarfism and was starring in Star Wars….it was none other than Warwick Davies….DOH! My penance is to feel a pang of guilt every week while watching Celebrity squares that he now presents. So Warwick, if you ever stumble across this article then I apologise reservedly for my ignorance, age is a great teacher. But hey, it just goes to prove my point that no matter how small life is you can still make your presence big.
And on that note, I’m off for a BIG mug of coffee and a BIG piece of Chocolate
Til Next week, Stay Blessed
Back Before Elvis
Stacy XXX
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