Been a while since I last attempted this, apparently I'm ready to open the flood gates. It's officially been over a year since my stroke and things are definitely... bittersweet. My hair is electric red (probably not the best choice), I walk with a cane am about and am about 4 sizes over what I'd like to be. Not quite what I envisioned for the 2nd half of my 27th year.
What can you do though? Make the best of it and love the life you have. That's all. Anything else is counterproductive. Obviously channeling Pollyanna right now, oh well lets just go with this shall we? I'm at least FINALLY slowly albeit, but finally headed in the right direction. I allow for small or minor detours because the detours are where the more profound lessons lie.
On the personal front I find myself having to firmly decide to be accepting and appreciative of the 'new' facets of myself that I am discovering. I was not ever this trepidations. That's not entirely correct, I just did not let it hinder me before. I do need to get that back; that "scared?...do it scared" mentality that dominated my psyche before. I know I've still got it somewhere in me, I've just got to find it again... the race is on!