18 months post removal

I dont post much here anymore. Its not like I have found all the answers, in fact, its quite the opposite. I feel like I spent so long searching for answers, and quite honestly, I dont know that I will ever find them... and I am just not taking time to actively seek them anymore.

Instead, I am living in the moment, enjoying each day. In fact, I think I have had more bonding time with my children, more fun memories, and more laughing this summer than any in recent past. I have learned to squeeze the joy out of every day; to truly appreciate the parts of me that feel well, and to learn to not sweat it when I have a little setback. I have learned who my true friends are; who really loves and cares for me. I have learned to pay attention to what is important to me.

I generally feel pretty good too. I still have tingling arms in the night, not sure if that will ever go away. But I am tryin to just keep movin through the fatigue, and through any weakness and shakiness that is residual. Generally speaking, most everything has seen major improvement from where I was even 8 months ago. It seems if I keep moving and keep doing 'normal' things my body is able to keep up with me....

I feel like me. I wont lie - who 'me' is has changed over the last two years. But I feel like me again. I feel optimistic that I will have more and more good days in the future. Ill end this post with my new motto that I posted awhile ago -

"Life isnt about waiting for the rain to pass, its about learning to dance in the rain."

For those of you in the early days of the post-removal journey, take it one day at a time, and try to learn to dance.

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