As I lay here after getting only approximately two hours of sleep. I started to think as I waited on the Doctors to make their way to my hospital room.
I reflected a bit back on my “journey” as some may call it. I’ve come a long way since “the girl with a trach and feeding tube.”
In the midst of my pain I’ve realized that while I wait for things to get better, I’m missing out.
I’m waiting for my problems to pass me by, but that’s not how life works. As I wait for the light at the end of the tunnel, I’m completely bypassing the present.
One thing that waiting this morning taught me is to not wait. I need to do as much as I can do in the present time.
Now, I don’t mean acrobatics or anything of that nature, but I do need to get out more often, hang out with friends and just in general live a little more.
For awhile I had become a ghost of a girl I used to be. I would purposely not attend events, sleepovers, etc.
I get sick ALOT but from now on, I’m going to make the best of the time I spend away from doctors offices and hospitals.
I’m not going to be a shadow anymore, I’m going to be the sun, I’m going to shed some light on my path that I’m paving.
I am going to stop waiting, and start living.