I have been so preoccupied these past couple of weeks with Mike’s injury that I lost track of my self love new year’s resolution. Yes, I know this is the first regular readers have heard about Mike being injured. He hurt his knee at work and is quickly approaching three weeks in the land of worker’s compensation – doctor appointments, therapy and benefits – oh my!
Mike’s injury (which it appears may require surgery)and trying to understand all the ins-and-outs of the worker’s compensation program has occupied pretty much any spare time I may have had. So I lost track of my self love resolution – my promise to dwell in positivity by noting something I like about myself every week in 2012. Pish posh – I missed a couple of weeks in my distracted state…what’s to do?
Well, convienently, I know exactly what to do…just pick myself off, dust myself off and get back on the path. And that too is my contribution to self love this week. I love that over the years I have learned that it is never too late to make a fresh start or a re-start as it applies to life. As long as I am still alive, I still have the opportunity to move forward. Sure, sometimes it is easier than others and often I move forward with a more informed perspective (and some dings and dents as well), but the point is you can’t let derailments be the end of your story.
I am acutely cognizant of this today as I reflect on the two suicides we learned of this week. With every suicide I learn of I am reminded of all the folks I have known over the years that have been lost to suicide. I have known far too many – it is a phenomenon that affects too many families. I am saddened by the loss of folks to suicide – the despair and lack of perceived options that results in that choice must be viewed as insurmountable. I have watched families deal with the loss of loved ones to suicide and have agonized for them over the depth of that wound.
I am not here to judge anyone or the choices they have made. I understand being bereft and feeling like the world holds nothing for you. I am just so grateful that in my travels I have seen and personally experienced so many opportunities for fresh starts and re-starts. From the little things to the big things – there is always the potential of the next step, a new day, a different journey…there is always potential for forward movement. My wish for all people is that they understand this truism of life.
For me, today, it is simple – getting back on track with my resolution commitment. This is incredibly minor in the setback column of life’s grand scheme of things. Hence, this week’s self love recognition as a re-start and a reminder to myself: I love that I understand that it is never too late to start again.
And in some cases again and again…hey – this story is far from over and remember, I am perfectly imperfect.
Day nine hundred and fifty-one of the new forty – obla di obla da