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These wise words are from my cousin:
One of the most difficult places for me to live in is between what God has done in the past, and what I’m praying for God to do in the future. This place is often referred to as the desert. It’s a dry season. I’m praying but I don’t see anything happening. I don’t hear God’s voice speaking to me. In this season of drought, my eyes have instinctively gone to what I don’t have and what seems to be missing. My focus has led to my frustration, instead of God’s faithfulness. It wasn’t until recently when I realized that in a time of waiting, patience enables us to trust His delays rather than doubt His ways.
It’s easy to feel good about our relationship with Jesus when our eyes are focused where they should be and our hearts are open to receive His love. But, so often I find…
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It was an awesome week; I accomplished goals, crossed things off my bucket list, and made memories that will last a lifetime!!
On June 3 I ran my first 2K!!
THE WHOLE THING.
All 1.24 miles! Two years ago I did the last mile of the race but needed a police escort in order to finish (because it took me longer to finish the last mile than they had the roads blocked off to traffic). I was completely wiped out, I could barely stay awake as I sat at our kitchen table eating a cheeseburger from McDonald’s before I went to bed, sleeping for two hours. This year I finished in time and wasn’t even last when I did! The whole way I could feel the power of God coursing through my veins. It was awesome especially as the beginning of one of my favorite verses pulsed through my mind.
She is clothed with strength and dignity…
Another goal I met was Tuesday in speech. I’ve been working to get my spontaneous speech faster and in doing so I must read a certain length story/article out loud in a specified time. Were also trying to add inflection when I do this so that my voice isn’t as forced. The norm for reading is 2.5 words per second and I scored 2.45 words per second with inflection!
Then Wednesday I finally got to clean a toilet! (Well the two at Level 11) That’s been my goal for a while, I eventually want to move out and I think I should know how to do that chore. I mean I’ve seen people do it, it looked easy enough but I just have never done that, until now!
That brings me to Thursday, getting my tattoo! I really wasn’t nervous for it until we were there and even then I wasn’t as anxious as you’d expect. I got the tattoo as a symbol; I’ve had brain surgery (okay this is a technicality, I only had a screw drilled into my brain to gauge the pressure after my accident), I’ve gotten Botox on numerous occasions (Have you seen those needles? Each Botox appointment I got nine of those suckers poked into me to release the helpful poison), had my feeding tube removed (She just yanked it out, my doctor just yanked it out! Lol that’s how they’ re removed but still, it was very unexpected), those are just a few of the painful moments you endure as a brain injury patient. It was finally my turn, I wanted to inflict the pain on myself to get the ‘scar’ I’ve talked about for years. The end result is a beautiful ankle bracelet that says, ‘Everything happens for a reason 7-25’. I paid homage to the date of my accident, arguably the best day of my life so far.
After accomplishing all this,
I feel like I can do anything!!
I’m asked how I do it, school with all my therapies, homework and stay positive. I’m blessed with a great support system, I wouldn’t be able to do it all without God and my parents. On top of that I also have a few methods to my madness.
One being, I lie. I tell myself that I am the greatest even when I’m not, especially when I’m not. I’ve found that if I do this it cultivates positive self talk. So not only are you looking on the bright side, that little voice in your head is telling you how awesome you are.
On top of that, I throw a grin on my face; not only are you more attractive when you smile its also scientifically proven that smiling reduces your stress levels. Researchers found that when doing unpleasant activities such as taking out the trash you have certain levels of cortisol, the stress hormone, in your body. Participants in the study then took the trash out again but this time wore a smile on their face. Low and behold, the participants had lower levels of the stress hormone!!
This goes to show you that if you smack a fake smile on your lips whenever you’re not in the mood to workout or you’re tired, you positively impact your body, leading to a happier more successful workout!
I used to be like you; rushing through life trying to find a relationship. But I’m not that girl anymore. I’m at the point in life where I need to put me first, including my goals and my timeline. Brain injuries take a long time to recover from and I’ve come to terms with that (I wasn’t always so accepting).
Along with being the best patient I can be I also need to be the best student I can be (I’ll probably be in school until I’m in my 40s lol it is what it is though) I’ve got goals that I need to accomplish and if I meet someone who wants to help me accomplish them- cool, if not- that’s cool too.
I’ve heard time and time again that I need to focus more on the task at hand, whatever I’m doing; just do it and get the job done.
Today at therapy with Mandi we were walking outside on the grassy hills in front of the Level 11 parking lot with a cane when a lady was walking her puppy. Although I was on an uneven surface and didn’t have my balance I still exclaimed, “Mandi, look a puppy!” As a result my trunk fell forward and I hinged at my hips, Mandi had my gate belt and queued me to engage in my core, butt, and shoulders; like magic, I sprang up tall. We continued on our walk and a while later I had the same reaction, I don’t even remember what distracted me this time.
Again Mandi was on the gate belt and queuing me but once I stood tall and balanced, she got in front of me and said that this is why I’m not allowed to use my loft strands or a cane at home. I let things distract me to the point where I lose my balance. In order to move on I’ve got to focus.
Once I got home from therapy I listened to part of the podcast, The Charged Life: Simplifying Time Management. It said that every morning before you do anything productive you should write down 3 things that you would like to accomplish that day and do it. This sounds doable, wish me luck!