When I hung up the phone, I found myself feeling very blessed. So yes, I've been to hell...but we've made it back. Our faith helped get us through the darkest days of our lives so far. And for that I am so grateful. I didn't often talk about our struggles, rather I tryed to stay focused on the positive in each day. And I rarely looked back. But Holden, Reece and I fought like hell, in our own ways, to overcome the challenges we faced.
We are survivors. This journey has changed me, but in many ways for the better. I am not the same person I was five years ago...and I'm okay with that.
Beyond the emotion toll this journey has taken on me, it took a physical one as well. The months of bed rest and sleeping on hospital couches gave me aches and pains like I never had. Gray hairs seemed to sprout up overnight...and wrinkles have taken up residence on my face!
Thank goodness for hair dye and... for now, I accept the wrinkles almost as a rite of passage to this new place I'm in today. I am finally working on my health and my body. I've joined a gym and have incorporated strength training to help strengthen the muscles that didn't get used for quite some time!
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