It has been six weeks since my concussion. I am making progress by inches. Its a slow process and (at times) it is driving me crazy. I hate not feeling productive. I hate feeling like I am wasting time. I am learning to face my restlessness, learning to be still. I’m adapting to new ways of doing things. I am working on finding my value from who I am, not what I do. If I can learn all these things, I can see tremendous benefits for myself later on. I keep persevering. I am practicing courage and leaning into my value of personal growth. All this, while watching, horrified, at what is happening in Ukraine.
Oh… and I am waiting for spring.