Fleeting

There are times, every week, possibly every day, where I become overwhelmed with what I have to live through with my pain.  It is a fleeting thought, because I don’t allow myself to go there.  But there are times when it washes over me and I think a thought really fast before I have a chance to stop it…..like “I can’t live like this.” Or “This is no way to live.” But I push that away.  And do you know what I do?  I keep going.  I work out.  I fix stuff, like the ice making machine that wasn’t working, or the broken picture frame.  I live life.  I push through the pain.  That’s how I roll, and that’s what keeps me moving.