No More Excuses

“He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else.” ~ Benjamin Franklin

For a long time I have wanted to learn to speak Spanish. I guess at this point I would say it’s a lifetime goal. Over the years, I have spent tons of cash trying to teach myself. I have language programs on my laptop. I have multiple Latino dictionaries. I’ve even bought and completed Rosetta Stone. But to my chagrin, I’m far from fluent. At best I’m functional. I thought I could learn it on my own. Boy was that arrogant. Typical American.

But my biggest obstacle, to mastering Spanish, has been my Multiple Sclerosis. It just got in the way. Accommodating it pushed me off my learning track.

MS took so much of my attention that I forgot to live life. It was all I could think about. It was always on my mind. So much that, I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t think clearly anymore. My obsession with MS was controlling my existence. It became a ready-made excuse to not accomplish objectives.

I realized I needed to make a change. I needed to re-envision my life’s path. So now, I do not mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles. Instead I attempt to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly. This is the secret to health, for both mind and body. The process allows me to cleanse my palate of the taste of MS.

I went back to doing the things that make me happy. First on my list was to continue learning Spanish. So I enrolled in a 10-week college level Spanish class. I was so excited.

It is a small class given by a local institution at my neighborhood community center. The classes are once a week and last 3 hours. That amount of time really challenges my core strength. My core has been weak for a few years now and by the end of the class I can barely sit up by myself. Throughout the lesson, I am grabbing all four corners of the table to keep myself up straight. I constantly wonder what my fellow students think is going on. I know they see my husband help me transfer from my scooter to the chair. Maybe they are thinking like me, why did a person in my condition sign up for a class that last 3 months? But I realize, that’s an MS excuse popping up again. And this time, I’m not going to let it stop me from achieving my goal. I’m staying in that class, even if I have to sit on the floor to take notes.

So right now, I’m having the time of my life. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Learning Spanish again, in an advanced setting, gives me hope. I love that it has nothing to do with MS; in fact it’s in spite of it. And that makes me proud.

I have no more excuses.

No tenga excusas.

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