All these pictures were taken on one recent winter’s day.
I’m driving through this period in my life…my time with what I have to call “living with a brain injury.” Hi, my name is Barbara. And, I have a brain injury. Who woulda knew?
Almost ten months now. No other way to describe it. I’m trying to accept it. I even go to a brain injury support group. Wouldn't have guessed I'd ever be doing that either.
My life is very different. Trying to figure out where I'm going. At times, it feels heavy. There’s an amount of grief involved.
I know this is not who I was…it’s not who I want to be. Will I find a happy medium?
I try to use humor every day. Have to learn to make fun of myself even more than I do.
I still try to see the beauty in and around my life.
The lightness of my world.
And not dwell on the constant pain in my head or get wrapped up in the changes that have made me not feel like me. But, it’s hard.
I have to believe that time will heal my head. (Yes, B., more time. Be patient.)
And maybe someday, I can use what I’ve learned to help others? To give them hope that the cold and dark winter they think they always feel…will eventually warm and that their thoughts and bodies will once again…just flow.
That’s what I’m wishing for.
A story written by the old me…of loss, love, hope and new love…Unexpectations.