writing about my feet

i had fun writing the essay. it was definitely awkward to say some of the descriptions that i always associated with feet though. writing helped me sort out the thoughts and the way i felt when all the situations were happening "so long ago". i know that there are people who are less fortunate than me and less (or more) toes, or have one foot, or no feet. it soudns really strange, i guess but it did make me realize how blessed i am to have both feet and the right amount of toes and all the muscles working properly. i really do need my feet to have fun go everywhere and live a full life. i almost feel bad beacause there are plenty of people who have just as fulfilling a life without parts of their body.

i guess people make the best of what they were given or they sulk and become depressed. i imagine it's easier to do the latter but i feel that no matter what we go through, catestrophic messes or diminuitive situations we must try with all we are to do the former.