I am often so cautious to add a disclaimer to posts about progress or snippets of positivity. Without one, I have people in my life who assume I am “cured” or that my life is easy. But I am learning that I am not responsible for the ways others interpret me. (And I am also learning to stop making assumptions about what other people might be thinking!)
So today, for me, I just want to share some of the gifts this almost-decade of illness has given me.
- A bouncebackability.
- An ability to laugh with real humour at situations I cannot change.
- An even-more-wonderful-than-before relationship with my parents.
- My husband.
- Strengthened friendships with those special few.
- Guinea pigs! An excellent selection of only colourful clothes.
- A chance to try out a pixie cut!
- Time with my grandparents I wouldn’t have had if I was well and working.
- Increased feistiness over injustice and inequality.
- Most recently, an increased sense of self worth.
- A range of novelty slippers.
- The most supportive people I could ever image who live in my iPad; some of whom I’ve had the pleasure of meeting in real life.
- Happy tears. So many happy tears.
- A new definition for what makes a ‘good’ day. A level of appreciation I’d never known.
- A seemingly unconquerable soul.
- The knowledge that you can feel more than one feeling at any given time.
- The opportunity to relearn things or experience things again as if for the first time. (Most people only get that once in their lifetime.)
- The awareness that I am a work in progress, and should always be one.