Hope springs eternal
Flowers in the worst tempest
After the storm, peace.
This has been a rough time for me. While I continue to improve, the post concussion symptoms continue to waylay me at unexpected times. Even my taste in food has changed. I don’t like salmon anymore. Some food with strong smells make me queasy. It’s a constant discovery of change.
Most people both want and fear change. I’m no exception. I enjoy a certain amount of predictability and routine. Change now is upsetting. Yet, change is life. Change is growth.
I have hope. No matter what happens, I have friends and family. I know in the Universe, there is a purpose behind what seems a calamity to me. Growth and healing is possible. Hopefully, someday my experience will help another person. I don’t believe those accident was “sent” to me. I believe that I can choose a path toward healing and peace. Even if I were not to get much more improvement, I will still find a way to to have a meaningful life.