Was it a stroke of luck?“You’re lucky.” It’s a phrase I’ve heard often since my stroke—lucky to have my sight, lucky to have avoided more severe deficits, and lucky to be here.
I don’t feel lucky about what happened. But I do feel grounded in gratitude for the path of healing I’m on, for the people walking beside me, and for the ways this experience continues to shape how I see myself and the world. This blog is where I make sense of that journey in real time—through story, reflection, and the quiet work of rebuilding. |
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Chapter 3: Healing
Day 17: What do you need to forgive yourself for? Write the first step towards letting go. I really try not to live with regrets. I guess I should forgive myself for not giving Maya enough. I really tried for her life to not be impacted by our separation but that was naïve. Of course it would impact her and that's OK. I should've allowed it to happen, given myself a lot less stress and let her build her resilience. Maybe the first step is figuring out how to tell her all of this. When and where... timing is so important. |
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