At Least My Legs Still Work

A year, ago, a friend of ours from another state was climbing and fell something like 40 ft to what his family surely thought would be his death.  He lived, though.  The damage to his spine was pretty significant and he lost the use of his legs.  This guy was a bike-riding, hiking, running, always active kinda guy.  A year later, he's recovering still and is learning how to keep living his best life.

Since that day, lots of things in my life have seemed pretty insignificant.  Trials and annoyances and such.  I have said many times to my family, "At least your legs still work".  

My phone died, today.  

I went through all the stages - denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and now I'm working on acceptance.  Hence the writing - nothing clarifies my thoughts more than writing them down.

To-do lists, books I plan to read, ideas for a book I'm going to write, songs I want to sing at the next karaoke party, my calendar, quotes upon quotes upon quotes, and pictures... months of pictures.  Thankfully, I just got this phone like right after Christmas, I think.  But, my heart is sick over everything I've lost.  

I used to know all the phone numbers in my life - all of them.  I used to keep a planner/calendar and an alarm clock and notebooks... I've grown so dependent on my phone.  Haven't we all? My music is on there, my scriptures were on there, several links to family and friends... And to think once upon a time we didn't have all of that and still did just fine.

I find myself wondering, how am I going to go for my daily walk or do my dishes without my music? What am I going to do in the hammock without Netflix to watch? I have doctors and dentist appointments next week... what time were they at? What days?? 

And the pictures..... they're gone.  

My crossword puzzles, my word puzzles... gone.  My app for my new fitness band... gone.  My WW app that I've been so painstakingly updating every day for weeks... gone.  

How am I going to know what the weather's supposed to be like? What if someone texts me and doesn't know I don't have my phone for a few days? 

Miraculously, my phone was under warranty.  I get a "certified like new device" mailed to me for free.  But there's no way to transfer the data from my current phone to my "new" phone.  It's just gone.

But, hey - at least my legs still work.