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. |
Some people give me a funny look if I say, "Happy New Year!" this late in the month. But I’m firm in my belief that ifI haven’t seen you yet, I can wish you well anytime in January when our paths first cross. Our cards are just landing, and so far, no sassy replies (yet). I almost skipped sending cards this year because life got a little hectic, but I didn’t want to let the circumstances stop a 24-year tradition. If I ever decide not to send cards, it’ll be a conscious choice. Seriously though—we may be close, the kiddo will be 25 this year. Time flies!
The original title of this post was: "Where the frick have I been the last six months?!" I’ve been updating my website this weekend, and as I reluctantly dove into the blog section, I was surprised to realize it’s been over six months since I last posted. At first, I felt the need to explain myself, but then I remembered: who’s really reading this anyway? I’ve been busy, distracted, hibernating, working on great things, working on nothing, doing a whole lot of stuff, and a whole lot of nothing. Most importantly, I’ve been healing and living, and honestly, I owe no one an explanation. So, with all that said, I wish you all a very happy and healthy 2025! |
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