When I walk now, I have a tendency to keep my head down. I don’t mean this in a humble sort of way. It was, for a long time, a practical thing. The arthritis made me weaker and off balance. Tripping over an unseen obstacle could result in a fall, a fall for which I could not brace. Quite simply it meant more pain.
I have to remember that I can look up sometimes. I can enjoy the simpler things that become available when I am not living in constant fear of that fall. And if I do break, better to have lived well before it happened.
We’ll see how it goes.