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Hi, I’m Amy. I live life with a condition called Bethlem Myopathy which is a rare form of Muscular Dystrophy. I like to help others by showing how I live well with a debilitating condition. I was born with this disease, so it’s the only way I know life. I continue to work on embracing myself and using that to help others.

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A Walk To Remember

Hello and welcome back to Humbly Courageous. I’m glad you are here! It all started when my husband and I went on one of our anniversary “hikes”. We were married in the fall, which just so happens to be my favorite season. Almost like I planned it that way or something. 😊 I always love to get out in the woods to really get the full effect of the autumn leaves, which are just breathtaking right around our anniversary.  A few years ago, my husband, my youngest son and myself had gone on a weekend getaway for his fall break. I told them I wanted to try a short trail to try and push my body a bit to see where I was at. I was armed with my hiking sticks and I was ready for a short loop in the woods. About 3.5 miles later we finally exited the woods. Needless to say we got a bit more than we bargained for. Took a wrong turn, perhaps? It was a difficult hike to say the least, complete with stairs and all (stairs are my nemesis). I was completely and totally wiped out, and at the same time I w

Real Talk

Hello, welcome back to another week at Humbly Courageous! Do you have something that is very emotional that lies just beneath the surface and tends to just come bubbling out at any given moment. Moments when you are asked about this topic, or sometimes just when you are thinking about it? It chokes you up, or makes you angry? Something that you feel like no one in the world understands? Something that is triggered very easily? I think for the majority of us the answer to that would be yes, and if not now then maybe there has been something like that at some point in your life.  Recently, I’ve found myself back in the very place that I often talk about climbing out of in the past. A place I never wanted to go again, and vowed to myself I wouldn’t. Despite my best efforts I’ve found myself in the slimy pit of self-pity, again! I’ve felt sorry for myself and resentful towards something that hasn’t turned out the way I had hoped, or the way I understood it would. I’ve found myself asking “

I Can’t…Right Now

Hello and welcome, I’m so glad you are here! One of the things that is most frustrating to me living with a disability is when I tell someone I can’t do something, physically, and they question me. As if I don’t have a better grasp on what I am physically capable of than they do. Which brings me to the point of this post….being ok with saying…I can’t, right now.  Now don’t get me wrong. I love a good physical challenge. I get a lot of satisfaction from pushing beyond my limits and accomplishing something that seems a little of out of my reach. It fuels me to keep up the good fight. I find it extremely rewarding to get to the other side of physical feats like that. However, I also think it’s ok to admit that you just can’t do something, and be confident in that statement.  I’m sure we’ve all heard a phrase similar to something like this…you can do anything you put your mind to! To be honest, that phrase really annoys me, and I think ultimately it just makes people feel like a failure if