This has been a crazy year.
Besides the obvious world wide stuff, I’ve had a major gall bladder attack, fell face first on a boat, worked crazy hours due to staff shortages, knee pain and issues, to name a few.
You would think I would be bald from pulling my hair or eating high blood pressure meds like candy. Maybe even have a dent in the wall where I bang my head.
But no.
I may not be able to control what gets thrown my way, but I control my response.
I’ve spoke of my boating accident, that sounds so much more exciting than tripping on the ladder doesn’t it?
Instead of feeling sorry for myself and hiding at home because I looked like a Frankenstein project with all the stitches in my face, I made it front and center. Took pictures every day to show the healing process. Plastered my bruises for all the world to see and learn from what happened to me. I shared how it was friends that took care of me and made sure I was safe. I found every good in that accident. The bad was done and over. Healing was my focus.
Gall bladder? I attacked back. Boom, out of here. Ejected, bounced from the party, evicted from my space. And of course I feel so much better. I had help from my surgeon of course, and even though I begged for a tummy tuck at the same time he did give me an anatomy lesson. I learned something new about my innards and it was fascinating!
The biggest gall bladder lesson was to remove what hurts you.
If it causes you pain or discomfort, discard it.
Learn from it and don’t look back.
Ask for help if you can’t do it alone. There are professionals at your service.
If you have a “gall bladder” in your life, remember you can live without it. Sometimes a few life adjustments are needed but not always.
And you heal.
As for the other crazy stuff happening, well I try to write about it or anything else that takes my imagination for a ride.
Journaling is therapeutic and sometimes entertaining when you go back and read your thoughts.
This year I have been motivated to write more, get back to finishing my cook book and stay mentally healthy.
I will continue to heal from life’s curveballs and not dwell on the ones I miss.
I am Lorene, hear me roar! And growl and roll my eyes.
But I got this and I can Love Big,
Lorene
