Sunny Sunday morning I was able to enjoy a walk to Granville Island along the seawall, excited thinking about the coming months of better weather and inspired by the tips of Spring flowers sticking through the soil — and the odd blossom like the (incredibly fragrant) ones above.
It feels good
to be so much more comfortable with my speech … with my life, actually; I
understand my condition and I’m okay with everything.
Once when I was
teaching — struggling to stay ahead of my students, I was hit by a sudden sense
of profound understanding of the lesson I was teaching; an intellectual
understanding had become an emotional one.
I’ve had that
same sense repeatedly lately about my own life. C-PTSD isn’t so bad when you
understand how it affects you and why.
And this Monday
morning is dawning perfect. There’s not a cloud in the sky and it’s going to be
10° - 12° this afternoon so bright and early I’ll be out for a delicious
meander.
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