“You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.” (Bob Marley)

One of the many who goes the distance in the capacity of care-giving, I recently found myself back in the loop of hightailing it to the ER and making follow-up visits to the hospital.

At this particular hospital, going the distance literally starts with pounding the pavement from a parking garage to a building, and then proceeding along a labyrinth of corridors to one’s destination.

On one of those days, I arrived before the official start of visiting hours. I sat in the waiting area at a central location where people in need of medical attention check in. I may have gone the distance, but this elderly woman out-distanced me by a mile:

She inched her way along the drop-off/pick-up lane to a set of doors. When she got out of her SUV, she single-handedly removed a wheelchair from the cargo section. After whipping it in shape, she then proceeded to assist her husband out of the vehicle and into the chair. After wheeling him inside the building, she got back in her vehicle and headed for one of the parking garages.

You know the drill. She had to walk all the way back to the central building. Eventually she’d have to walk all the way back to the parking garage to get her vehicle and join the queue in the transport area to perform another Herculean feat.

That’s an unsung heroine summoning her strength and stamina to go the distance!

In the capacity of a writer, I’ve gone the distance in fine-tuning chapter 6 of my Contemporary work in progress to 1544 words. Due to life’s hairpin turns, I’m slowly getting my mojo back for wending my way through the draft of chapter 7 (243 words thus far).

*May each of us go the extra mile when it’s required of us to do so.

My sincere appreciation to you for reading this far.

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