You’ll Never Make It | Filed under General
Welcome to another Sunday here on “Our Porch” . Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it towards others.And the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world. After reading today,you will realize I am not at peace but am searching for the peace so I invite you to come along on a small part of this journey today as I share another poem that deals with Missy.
“You’ll Never Make It”
Some have said, “You’ll never make it”,
And they thought that they were right,
But I keep on moving forward,
Because I hope I might.
Some shake their heads in wonder
That I lack the sense to quit.
But I hold my head up higher
And I didn’t mind a bit.
Some have said, “You’ll never make it”,
Yes the problems multiply;
But I try to make an effort
I have to know at least I tried.
Though sometimes my spirits lag
I shoulder what is the lightest,
And the rest, I sort of drag.
I find to my amazement
At the ending of the day,
That what they said I couldn’t,
I had managed anyway.
It only takes a few little words:
” Help Me for I can”, and I rid
Myself of doubt. And some they say
I’d never do….I did.
And they thought that they were right,
But I keep on moving forward,
Because I hope I might.
Some shake their heads in wonder
That I lack the sense to quit.
But I hold my head up higher
And I didn’t mind a bit.
Some have said, “You’ll never make it”,
Yes the problems multiply;
But I try to make an effort
I have to know at least I tried.
Though sometimes my spirits lag
I shoulder what is the lightest,
And the rest, I sort of drag.
I find to my amazement
At the ending of the day,
That what they said I couldn’t,
I had managed anyway.
It only takes a few little words:
” Help Me for I can”, and I rid
Myself of doubt. And some they say
I’d never do….I did.
Victoria Smith 2-11-06
There are some who think I put things off that I should do, some don’t understand just how difficult it is many days but I did what some said I could not do and I still refuse to do what others say I should. Everyday Missy reminds me of things I can no longer do but one thing Missy now understands I have a desire to fight. I walk though it might be short distances, I refuse to accept wheels for my legs yet. I have seen too many accept them and once they did they lost their legs for even those short distances. For several years now I have had neurologist tell me my quality of life would be better for I could go do more and the fatigue would be less so to just go use the scooter. I realize if you don’t use it you lose it and I’m not ready for that. So remember on those day you take your steps, so easy they come I fight to take mine and that is why many times some things I do not do. I fight to make those steps but only so many can I make in one day and priorities I have learned. I also know to reach out for that hand to help me on those days I need it. You my friends extend your hands many days and for that I say thank you. Until the next time we meet remember Life Is Simply Good.
February 12th, 2006 at 12:28 pm
Hi Vickie, I love that poem, I have a file of poetry that I like and that one is destined for it.
Peter, What a great compliment you have just given me.
February 12th, 2006 at 12:56 pm
Thank you for allowing us to travel on this journey with you because, yes, there are things we can’t understand unless you tell us. I admire and love the fighter that you are. Where others may have given in, you’ve pushed forward and reached out. We’re here for you. I believe with all my heart, God puts people together who belong together. It is my honor and pleasure to visit, learn, and try to understand. I’ll help you anyway I can. **Hugs**
Ms. Sally you my friend are a very welcome actually you have become a part of my journey—you are one of the very special people in my life and I enjoy sharing with. Thank you for being you and allowing me to be a part of your life.
Don’t forget to let us hear about the new little one when she enters this world. I know you will love her and spoil her as all children deserve.
February 12th, 2006 at 1:38 pm
Lovely, sweet poem. I’ve learned so much about the heart in my old age. Locked in with the warmth and passion is an immense strength and a will to live. When my love could no longer fight with her arms, legs and mind; she began fighting with her heart and her eyes. For ever and ever we tell each other each night. As I gaze into her eyes, the power of her will strengthens my own soul. Thanks for a spot on the porch, Vickie, as I pretend to help those far stronger than I.
Randy, You have not only learned but you have also taught many. I learn from you more than you know, you give me hope, you remind me of what true love is. Your wife is so lucky and I know you have told me, no you are the lucky one but I know just how difficult it is for a marriage to survive as yours has. Kerry is a lovely lady and she is such a part of you, she has helped mold you into the person I know and love to call my friend.
Few here on “Our Porch” have ever had the chance to read your writings as I did so few know you and even less understand. You and I have a very special relationship —-mutual admiration, mutual inspiration, mutual respect and a love to make life easier for the other if we can.
I do believe it is about time for you to Guest Post here at times and share more of yourself—-so others know the Randy I know. In the meantime your spot will always be safe here on the porch—and right beside me.
A kiss from me to you and Kerry but watch it nothing more for now.
February 12th, 2006 at 1:42 pm
Ms Vickie. Strength to fight comes from the heart. Missy can’t take that away. On those slow days. When missy seems strong. Your heart is stronger. I see something. I understand it. Your will not to give in to missy.
Thanks Bubba, A very nice way for me to remember things. You always share and leave me such nice gifts here or at your place to ponder.
February 12th, 2006 at 2:28 pm
Ah, sweet Miss Vickie. I think that each day that you strie for more than what Missy will allow you or than the doctors say you should you are reaching places that you deserve to be in. Peace may be a long road, but it will be one well travelled. No easy way, no wheels, not for you my dearest. No, this road shall be hard fought and never once let it be said that you took the easy route. there is a strength in you that is so incredible. You are an inspiration to always strive for more.
Hugs, love and prayers.
Thanks Joe, what a very nice and inspiring way for me to think of things. You do have a way of reminding me of things I don’t see. You are my eyes at times.
Sending you special thoughts, hugs and love for you are a true BFFIWWW.
February 12th, 2006 at 2:33 pm
I would not use those wheels either. No need to be in a hurry anyway. Walk slow and enjoy the view along the way.
GB, Those are not the wheels I’m interested in. I happen to be interested in yours.
I’ll be enjoying the view more, thanks for that thought to ponder.
February 12th, 2006 at 4:25 pm
Life IS good. Keep fighting the good fight Miss Vickie!
Lisa, Thanks I will fight but now you need to do a little loving. Enjoy the visit with Seven this week. I’m so glad he will be there next week especially for the V day.
February 12th, 2006 at 5:08 pm
I loved the poem. Although you do struggle every day to even take a few steps, you are a fighter. You are an inspiration to all of us.
Don’t let Missy get the best of you. You show Missy !!
*HUGS*
Thank you Dawn, struggles have their benefits and I plan to keep on fighting.
How are things going for you and Roy these days. You both have had your share of battles.
February 12th, 2006 at 8:24 pm
You are so determined, I admire that in you. Sometimes it would be so easy to take the easy road. I have seen many people in my work, who loose there strength because they spend to much time on wheels. But it is a price some are willing to pay for greater access. It doesnt mean they are weak, perhaps just tired of fighting, and there is nothing wrong with that when that times comes. Each person takes on what they are capable of, and I respect that.
Keep up the fight you little dynamo!
Susan, You make a very good point here—it ia all about choice and hwat is right for me is not necessarily right for the next one.
There might come the day I might make a different choice but for now this seems right.
February 13th, 2006 at 12:37 am
Very nice poem. I enjoy Sundays sitting on the porch!
Teresa, Thank you and I’m so glad you enjoy the porch and visit with us.
February 13th, 2006 at 12:40 am
Thanks for sharing the beautiful poem. There is no doubt in my mind you’ll soar high and defeat missy. Don’t ever give up.
Hugs
Ms. Deb, Thank you for kind compliment and would you like to soar with me.:lol:
February 13th, 2006 at 3:24 am
You are so strong Vickie…. and an inspiration to us all.
Ms. Jude, my friend and Soul Sister you know all about Inspiration for you are such an Inspiration.
February 13th, 2006 at 4:35 am
Thank you so much for the gift tonight. Next time, I might let you talk.
Ms. Sally, You are so welcome and I enjoy our calls. Remember last time it was me that talked and cried all the time. You are special and I’m so glad to have you in my life.
February 15th, 2006 at 9:20 am
The poem is beautiful. My journey may be different from yours, but I definitely relate. I love your spirit and “the cool in you.” Thanks for another dose of inspiration.