✨The question is not why did I live, but what is mine to do with the life I’ve been given?✨Dr. Edith Eger
It’s been 6 months since I waked out of the hospital but only about 2 weeks since I fully processed the incident that changed my life.
I had a lot to process, (+ in full transparency I am still processing).
- Guilt: for terrifying the people I love most.
- Shame: for the life altering (stupid) decision I made.
- Frustration: for my mind not functioning as it use to.
A couple of weeks ago I came to a conclusion, I could remain stuck reliving my mistake or I could focus on the lesson(s).
I wholeheartedly believe this incident took place for numerous reasons (more on that later).
For now, I just want to say Thank You!
Thank you to those who stood by me during the scariest + most difficult time of my life.
Thank you for the hospital visits, text messages, FaceTime calls, symbols of support from across the world, the prayers/intentions said without my knowledge, + on going check ins.
I think of each of you often + cherish our evolving relationship(s).
Most of all, Austin– for loving me when I struggled to love myself these past 6 months. 💕
I’m not sure I can ever repay each of you, but I intend on living the rest of my life with purpose to demonstrate my gratitude.
🥂, to a happy + healthy journey.