A Mama Walks

My 86-year-old mother-in-law, Marvella Simmons, walked yesterday. She has been in the hospital for more than a month and has spent most of the time in the bed. Yesterday, a bright-faced young physical therapist coddled, coaxed and coached Mom until she agreed to take a few steps with a walker. We applauded like we do when babies take their first steps unaided. Oh, Mobility, how we take thee for granted. I walk without any human aid and with little thought. Yesterday, I celebrated Mom's steps and my own privilege of putting one foot in front of the other. We walk by faith and not by sight. We walk with walkers and unaided. We walk indoors on treadmills and outdoors in parks. My response to the fact hat we walk at all?  Hallelujah!!!