Another good day

The day started fast and furious – kids out to school and work to be done.  I allowed the busy to take over for a while before I left the house to go to therapy with Frank.  I talk about therapy because therapy is not always rehab for us – therapy is also the marriage therapy that Frank and I have attended for many months while on the road to recovery.  I mention it today because I know that there are many people that just do not want to go to talk with someone else about their issues, but for us, it has been a life saver.

Imagine living in this world that we live in – life has changed dramatically from 26 months ago, and both of us have had to learn new things about one another, and relearn how to be ourselves.  It may sound a little crazy, but if I want to tell the truth, there have been many days that I find myself at peace while at therapy.  When we are both there together, honesty rules, and it is a safe place to talk about some of the hard things that both of us may be feeling.

Today was a day of highs and lows, punctuated by a great lunch with St. Paul PD followed by a visit to the PD for both of us - it is always such a pleasure to be wrapped back into a department and meet new people.  One of the people that we got to spend time with today was especially important, as she is the mother of one of the people that I met in the first few days after Frank’s accident.  This individual took the time, very late at night, to drive me home, and to talk me through a really hard evening.  I was so grateful for him that night, and although a lot of time has gone by since I saw him last, I am forever in his debt.  I hope that his mother passes along my gratitude and the hug that I gave her today.

Tonight Frank (and Tommy) and I headed over to Burnsville to be part of a stroke survivors group.  As always it is great to connect with new people, and to talk to others about their experiences and successes following a brain injury.  I hope that they had as good a time at the meeting as we did.

Life is continuing on day by day, as it does for all of us – I have found that immersing myself in TBI websites and support groups is not the best answer.  My life cannot revolve around only that; when it does, life seems to be a bit more scary, and I can’t live in fear.

I am praying for the weather to break soon – Frank and I spent last week in Florida, and during that time, we walked.  A lot.  Every day on the beach, and that was probably some of the best therapy that there is after this winter.  I am thankful for the people that made that happen for us, and I am grateful that I was smart enough to say “yes, we would be happy to accept and come to Florida for a few days” and that we actually made it happen.   After this winter, the sunshine was a welcome change.

Be well everyone, and take care of yourself.  I am working very hard to listen to my own words of advice when working with my life coaching clients – if you don’t take care of yourself, you can’t take care of anyone else.

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