I normally don’t post on my blog from my iPod, but it’s late. Of course I should sleeping but I’m a little distracted. So write I shall.
Thanksgiving week brings up some deeper emotions, in addition to what’s currently going on. Several years ago in Thanksgiving morning my dad passed away. While the details of that are traumatic in their own right (I was the one who found him), I marvel at the gift of time. I hear that ALL THE TIME…but in regards to my dad I can make a practical application.
I guess my point with that is~how about I apply that life lesson to brain tumors and craniectomies? And while I’m at it rare diseases? After my dad passed I was RAW. Everything about me was raw. I guess I never thought about the fact that I’m still raw now with healing from last July.
Granted…I’m LESS raw than 6 months ago and I’m so thankful for that. I’m thankful for my family, therapy, animals, the ability I have to volunteer, and that’s not even a sliver of all I’m grateful for!
Being raw is OK. There’s nothing wrong with that. This is a process and I’m going through it now. The tough, nitty-gritty day-to-day stuff. I processed everything through that Thanksgiving with my dad, and I’ll do that here with brain tumors and a rare disease kicker.
While this post initially was about Thanksgiving and my Target pic, I guess there was more to come out.
Kinda like with me: I know there’s more to come! Sometimes I don’t give myself enough credit I guess. That I SHOULD be doing this or that, filling in the blank. But I have to find the peace and confidence that right here, now, is exactly where I’m to be.