One day last summer, I was at Physical Therapy crying to my therapist while she worked on my arm. I told her we could no longer afford summer camp and that my daughter would be staying home with me. My Physical Therapist looked in my eyes and said, "Stacy, this is time with your daughter that you will never get back again. Try to find ways to enjoy each moment you have with her even though this is not the way you saw your world unfolding".
I spent a lot of last summer beating myself up for not being able to work. I could not understand why this happened to me and why I got so sick. I wanted nothing more than to work full time and I kept saying to myself, "I just want my life back".
But what I did not realize is that I had a different life ahead of me. I was evolving and becoming a different version of myself. And this version included taking care of my daughter before and after school and during the summer.
Together, we spend our days resting and recovering. She goes to Physical Therapy with me twice each week. She goes for daily walks with me around the neighborhood to support my physical health. And she does arts and crafts with me for my mental health.
My daughter and I paint seashells, do puzzles, read books, watch movies and do paint-by-numbers. We do healing activities to rest our minds and bodies in preparation for whatever the future may hold. And once in a while, I treat her to dinner out at a restaurant. And this is when we both put on our high heels, we both wear smiles on our faces, and we both enjoy time together outside the house.
Love Note: With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.
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