Life is pretty boring for me. I just go to rehab and take care of Nolan.
Last night we went over what we were grateful for. I think seeing others at rehab makes me grateful for what I have instead of mourning what I don't. This morning Stephen said something like he loves me alive. I forget that he almost lost me a couple times. I'm grateful that I'm alive and that I can talk even though it's not normal. I can understand easily so anyone can talk to me at normal speed. I have a lot to be grateful for. There's so much I have and I can honestly say that I'm improving. So many people don't have even that. I'm lucky.
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