Even though life over the last now 36 years has been so hard at times, there has been a certain freeness in the uncertainty of all that has come my way. What I’m specifically referring to is my health. I have never known what would happen on a daily basis in regards to the condition I was born with, hydrocephalus, and all of the complications that have followed since.
People make me out to be some exceptional human in the way that I survive things and look at things seemingly unbroken. Or simply the fact that I continue to keep trying. But really, what choice does anyone have other than to keep going? I cannot curl up in a ball and wish the hours away only to repeat the cycle the next day. I suppose you could, but where would that leave you? When you have chronic medical conditions you know no other life, and know no other way to behave other than to keep pushing. I have nearly died more times than I can count, and that is where the freeness comes into play. I have lived the life I have thus far fully, and there is a peace that comes from knowing that most every day has been lived to its most full.
I don’t know how to wrap up this blog post other than to say that I hope whomever reads this is inspired to live their life fully too. People will always misunderstand you to some degree, and sometimes they will even not be very nice. But most of the time, like today for me for instance, you’ll walk down your street and speak to four different neighbors, grab a taco or two because you want them, and enjoy the sun beating down on you and be so thankful to be alive. ❤️