Eighteen Days into 2025
Luke Combs 2025
Eighteen days into 2025, and it has truly been quite a journey already. I welcomed the new year from a hospital bed, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.But as I watched the first sunrise of the year through the hospital window, I promised myself that I would embrace whatever came my way with courage and an open heart. Each day since has been a mix of unexpected challenges and small victories, teaching me the value of resilience and the importance of cherishing each moment.
Reflecting on these past few weeks, I've experienced moments of profound introspection and growth. The unpredictability of my health has been a constant reminder of life's fragility, yet it has also ignited a deeper appreciation for the simple joys that often go unnoticed. Whether it's the warmth of a loved one's smile, the tranquility of a quiet morning, or the satisfaction of completing a small task, these moments have become the anchors that keep me grounded amidst the chaos.
So this what 18 days into 2925 look like for me, it has been one rollercoaster ride, alot of ups and downs, had to do some soul searching, had to find appreciation in the simple things and be grateful what I do have .
My friend glitch aka functional neurological disorder has been a challenging experience, marked by symptoms such as slurred speech, difficulties with walking, blurred vision, and persistent pain.
My brother went missing last December, and after countless efforts in searching for him, dealing with the media, supporting our family, and trying to grieve, I am still trying to process the loss of him.
Suddenly throwen into early menopause, I find myself experiencing uncontrollable sweating at unexpected moments, along with a whirlwind of intense emotions.
The recovery process had its challenges, including sharp pain and my bowels not cooperating. Eating has been a mixed experience; some days I can manage to eat, while other days it causes discomfort. I've dealt with sudden cramps, and let's not even mention the trapped gas.
I have been away from home and the comforts of familiarity for a couple of weeks, working through feelings of dissociation while adapting to new places and environments.
I’ve taken the time for some much-needed reflection and have finally closed certain chapters in my life. I’ve quickly learned who my true friends are. I've observed behaviors from others that are unacceptable, and as a result, some people will no longer have access to me this year.
I ventured to new places, stood in a field of sunflowers, learned about naval history, took my first ferry ride, and created lasting memories and new experiences.
My youngest child has moved out, leaving me with an empty house to return to. I'm uncertain about how I feel, as I've always been mum.
A metal girl embraces country music and finally got to see Luke Combs! Both of my girls were there, creating yet another unforgettable memory with my best friend. I am so incredibly grateful to have had this experience.
Looking ahead, I am excited to continue exploring new experiences and creating beautiful memories. Despite the challenges, I am determined to make this year one of healing, growth, and adventure. With an open heart and a resilient spirit, I am ready to embrace whatever comes next, knowing that each day is an opportunity to become the best version of myself. Here's to the journey ahead, filled with hope, possibilities, and endless opportunities for transformation.