“Just tell yourself. Duckie, you’re really quite lucky.”
This quote is from Dr. Suess:”Did I ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?”
I frequently don’t recognize how lucky I am to be alive and able to participate in life as much as I do. The brain injury changed my life and I am often overwhelmed by the changes and how much they really suck. Yet, I am lucky. The injury could have been devastating. I rolled a car three times down an embankment and hit a tree.
No matter how bad things are, there is something good- no matter how small.
Perhaps I’m lucky because I experienced brain injury. I had to reassess my life and make changes. Because I have difficulties, I’ve learned that I have to allow people to help more. I can’t be as self-sufficient. Is this lucky? Yes. Simply because I didn’t let people into my life very much. I have more insight into mental and physical health disabilities. I live it. These experiences will make me a better social worker if I ever get to the point that I’m able to work- or volunteer.
I’m lucky to have supportive friends and family: to have a wonderful cat and be able to foster three ferrets for a family. Brighid and the ferrets always bring smile. Brighid is also a little healer. She’s responsive to pain, both physical and emotional. I’m lucky to have a solid income and a place to live.
I have so much more than others. I’m lucky.