Little triumphs

Little triumphs are really important. Oh, it’s great when you get the big ones, but they are rare, so we have to make the most of what we can get. This week, for example, I brought the milk in (I still have mine delivered) through the front door, which I haven’t been able to do since my injury; I took out the recycling bin; and this morning I did some supermarket shopping all on my own. Mind you, I am having a rest before putting it away, because I was hurting quite a bit by the time I got home, but still.

Rehearsals for my play are going well – not long now before it’s on… And on Tuesday I saw Robot and Frank, which I thought was a lovely movie. I want a robot just like that…

As for work – I’ve done lots of prep for the prison work I’m doing, and for a session with carers at a hospice, and for my young people’s writing groups in Hereford. I’ve got some performances coming up, too, and I’ve been practising for them, although not as I usually do, in front of the mirror – that would mean going upstairs and standing up, which would wear me out before starting the practice.

And on Friday I had another great day at the prison. This included quite a big triumph. The group I’ve been working with in the afternoons finished the play they’ve been writing – 25 minutes long, all done in two and a half sessions – and performed it in front of a very appreciative audience of staff and other prisoners. They were very pleased with themselves, and rightly; this was a splendid achievement.

And today I’m doing a job application. I don’t think I’ll get it – that would be far too big a triumph – but I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to put the shopping away, and that will have to be good enough for me.

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