How is it possible that it’s only been a year since being diagnosed with CRPS/RSD! How could 1 year feel like many years all wrapped up into one. For me 2015 was definitely the year from hell but it was also the year I learned about selflessness, I saw how selfless people were when they took care of me.
I especially learned from my time recovering that my mom is amazing! I never knew how much a mother could love a single person wholeheartedly. She showed me that moms who really care about their children can be kind, brave, and selfless no matter what the situation is they are always by your side holding your hand letting you know that everything will be okay.
My goal this year is to cherish the memories and the progress that I have made in 1 year because it’s pretty amazing how far I’ve come and will continue to progress. Yes, I still have my bad days more than my good days but with strong support from my family and friends I know I can find a way to accept the new me and find a way to live with it.
They say the passage of time will heal all wounds, but the greater the loss, the deeper the cut and the more difficult the process to become whole again. The pain may fade, but scars serve as a reminder of our suffering and make the bearer all the more resolved never to be wounded again. So as time moves along we get lost in distractions, act out in frustration, react with aggression, give in to anger, and all the while we plot and plan as we wait to grow stronger, and before we know it, the time passes. We are healed. Ready to begin anew.
There is beauty in the courage of the fragile fighter. Those that persevere, despite all they’ve been through, those who still believe there is good in the world, as dark things we often find we need that light the most.