Broken Possibility

Miserable, exhausted and more often than not this week in pain. Thats what it is like with a broken limb. (Can I get an amen?)

While I am in a very grumpy mood, without further listing the reasons why, I am in the middle of a mindful year focus of possibility. This focus has great potential at becoming a lifelong mantra.

My broken arm has brought new perspective. The possibility of restored health and range of motion may require accepting some limitation, and slow progress.

That last sentence was hypocritical. I have no patience. I have to do the physical therapy to get the range of motion. That takes time up and I already decided earlier this year I was behind on everything. Accepting that my expectations are skewed, is way harder than doing the exercises that will get me closer to restoration of my arm and hand. Typing and writing are awkward and tiring.

Sorry, twenty one pilots, your song Ride has proven to be the background music this summer for me. Taking my time, something I haven’t done enough of (see the previous admittance about not having patience). This broken arm has definitely made me take time, realize the pace I was trying to achieve doesn’t work for me.

Learning at this age to take time and enjoy my life, the process, the path and the journey. Answering my own questions. Living and not thinking (planning) so much. Being in the moment.


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