Back in 1996 when a client’s attack left me legally disabled with a brain injury, I discovered what it is like to lose one’s intellectual powers and daily routine living skills. I suddenly saw how so many people spend so much energy compensating to keep in school, at work and even in play–because their brains work differently.
Those people (some of whom get labeled “learnng disabled”) don’t go around explaining how much harder every day life is for them. They jut go about living it. For me, such people are the true heroes in our world.
With the surgery there isn’t exactly an injury (okay, I guess the severed chord and accompanying paralysis could be seen as injury–as a by-product). This brain experience has taught me how precious every little simple thing we do daily is a precious gift we get to experience each and every day.
Yesterday was the first time I could button and unbutton a shirt in I don’t know how many years. For me, you see, that is yet another miracle in my life.
When your world turns upside-down you get to see anew and witness countless miracles you just fail to see otherwise.