Have I learned the Secret?
So here we sit, six months and a couple of days after his stroke.
Have I learned the secret? The key to happiness in this new life? A life I never expected would happen to me?
We would be at each other, nit picking over whatever, every night. I know the kids (that we moved in with) were growing weary of it.
I asked him what we could do to get through this.
He said it was all up to me.
My God, did I fight that!
Why should it be up to me? "I" didn't have the stroke. It wasn't "MY" mind that was affected. Nor was "I" the one suffering from fatigue and confusion.
But, oh my gosh! I have discovered he was right.
"I" am the one who has to try harder. "I" am the one who has to give 90/10. "I" am the one who truly has the power to make it a good day or a bad one.
Not fair.
But were we ever promised that life was fair? I think not.
It's the life I chose nearly 37 years ago. I one I choose daily to stick with. The one that, for better or for worse, "IS" my life.
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