This time of year
It’s that time of year again.
The time that I get overly introspective, and I can’t stop thinking about all that’s happened over the past 4 years. To the day. 4 years. The time that I start asking myself unfair “what ifs” and “whys”. What if I wasn’t dating someone like Lindsay at the time? Why did things play out the way they did? What if my mom hadn’t taken me to the doctor right away? Why did I have everyone there, at that particular time in my life, to play a part in my story. To get me where I am today? All the positive emotion of having the chance to be sitting here typing this is balanced by sadness, and negativity. Needless to say, i’ve been in a funk, asking pointless questions for the past few days.
My conclusion is that it just is. I don’t know if there’s a bigger story. I don’t know that its all coincidence. i don’t know about ‘reasons’ or ‘plans’. It just is. All i can do is react. take what I have in front of me, and make the situation the best it can be. Thats all any of us can really do. All I can do is appreciate the people who got me to this point, and the people pushing me to find the next point.
So cheers to those people who help us react in the best manner possible, and cheers to those who simply make us react.
Happy celebrate life day. Smile, it feels good.
b
I’ve been thinking a lot too about what happened four years ago, both the awful and the miraculous. I don’t know any answers to the “why” other than it just was, and is. It’s what life is made of, and it’s what we make of what happens to us in life that ultimately determines the kind of life we live. I believe we are all interconnected in this life and sometimes, if we’re lucky, we get the chance to help change the course of someone’s life. You should be so proud of yourself Brett. You have met every challenge head on, keeping your eyes open and looking ahead. To me, the most inspirational part of your recovery, other than watching you walk down the hall in the ICU, was watching you return to CSU. The cold, wintery, icy day we met with your advisor. Watching you push yourself to climb the stairs, navigate the halls, walk the icy sidewalk. You have a hell of a spirit and you have inspired a lot of people by your accomplishments. I am so proud of you.
Laurie - September 9, 2011 at 1:55 pm |