Today marks 6 weeks since the J-Pouch construction surgery and 29 days until takedown. It feels like forever.
The road has been long and arduous and I sometimes (most times) have to remind myself that though the journey's been difficult...it isn't something I should chalk up to just another shitty moment in time - I have to see it in a different light.
We've all known people who have faced misery, defeat, heartache, and have somehow found their way out of the depths of despair. These people have experienced the ups and downs and have gained appreciation, sensitivity, and an overwhelming understanding of life. Having been through terrible times, they are filled with compassion and a deep loving wisdom.
Does it develop overnight? Most definitely not. But what happens is that same feeling that leaves us feeling stuck and lost has also strengthened us and has given us an upper hand in dealing with the world.
The truth is - when hard times hit, we can either let the situation destroy us, let it define us, or we can let it strengthen us.
I have to keep reminding myself that life isn't necessarily easier or harder than I thought - it's just the easy and the hard aren't really what I thought they would be...and they never happen when I expect them to. That's what makes life interesting. Staying positive will make this a pleasant surprise rather than a really annoying circumstance.
And that's really the lesson to be learned here - when I finally stopped expecting things to be a certain way - I could then appreciate them for what they are. The gift may not be wrapped how I expected...but I had to see it as a gift nonetheless.
These experiences build strength. I've learned that I have the power to turn my wounds into wisdom and it's up to me to use that wisdom and step forward.