I am as normal as each person that walks on a city street who you do not know my name. Another face in the crowd, pleasing to look at, always a slight smile. You would never know I was egregious injured, in a millisecond that stole 9 years of my life. I am look as normal as all the people you pass by.
Have you ever wondered about these strangers, their lives, their love or sorrow, losses and accomplishments. Everyone has an incredible story or maybe a life time of experience to share.
An idea worth spreading
Recovery from Traumatic Brain Injury, cognitive, emotional and physical - emotionally.
Personally, I have had over 1/2 dozen TBI's & 3 major surgeries.Tt took a long time to remap my brain to full cognitive functional capacity. It was difficult, grueling and well worth the years of work. The loss was a monolithic, shame, crippling. The fog lifted and I could speak once again, after years of work on my once creative photographic analytical brain, my languages returned in a congruent format, after studying the thesaurus and writing. Balance was a monumental accomplishment, to put my feet - legs together and not fall - view a pattern rug that did not squiggle; accepting the transient amnesia hours and days not knowing my own self or home. Thanking my service dog for her sparkling eyes, wide smile and bad breath. More, thanking the love of my Arabian horse, who kept me from killing myself. And all the surgeries that put my humpty dumpty body back together. I have a story of gratitude
I'm passionate about
My Arabians and my Aussie Blue Heeler who is a constant by my side. Self taught Gourmet chef. More a compassionate person who studies and researches human behavior with the audacity of living fully.