Independence is happiness. ~ Susan B. Anthony
I worked most of my adult life to become independent. It has always been
important for me to take care of myself. My parents taught me well. Then MS
joined me on my Life Journey and put a chink in my armor. Life changed and so
did my independence. I was going to need help.
Now, I know everyone needs help at one time or
another, and not everyone is able to ask for it. Some people have difficulty
even accepting help that is offered, let alone asking for it.
I remember when I got my drivers' license at 14, thanks to Louisiana. It didn't occur to me at the
time, but that was my first step toward independence. I no longer had to rely
on my parents or school buses or friends to go anywhere. In fact, I became the
friend who could transport others.
Now fast forward 35 years or so when MS made its debut in my life. Driving
habits had to change. I traded my 5-speed sports car for an automatic sedan so
I no longer had to manipulate a clutch. This was the first time I had power
steering, so that was easier, too. As control of my legs continued to wither, I
added hand controls. I could still drive -- a requirement for getting around in
Dallas, and
that was a big step in continuing my independence. I could still get myself to
work, to the grocery store, to the doctor's office, and to see friends and
family. Driving, for me, had changed, but I managed to remain
independent. It was a good feeling.
While I gave up driving, I did not give up my car. It is equipped to
carry my cart and me so I am still able to travel. I still enjoy face-to-face
relationships, but I also rely on social networking online, as Karaswims
points out. Most of my activities are done on my terms. Yes, I
did give up driving, but I am keeping my independence intact. My independence
is no longer dependent on driving.
