Some days my stomach felt like there was a "pit" in it; a heaviness. I know I've been struggling with depression and there were days - that is how I felt internally - depressed.
My doctor and therapy appointments were good - I was progressing! But why was I feeling so empty inside?
The last couple of appointments have been different. I left them with a greater sense of hope and expectancy.
Throughout this journey, I know I've had hope: God's hope and His presence, His provision and His care. I am - and have been - completely in His hands.
NOT that my doctors and therapists have been hopeless - because they haven't been. They've been supportive, encouraging and helpful. BUT the last couple of appointments I have felt hope had been extended to me. There is light at the end of the tunnel, and no - it is not a train.
There is talk about and a process to getting back to work; to driving again; and even to riding a bike again.
I did believe I was going to be able to do these things again, but in some ways I think I was beginning to doubt those possibilities.
What am I feeling inside of me this morning? I am feeling hope, happiness, peace, satisfaction, gratefulness and joy.
One of my favorite recording artists is Chris Tomlin. I appreciate the words of his songs. This weekend I have designated as "Chris Tomlin Weekend." I am predominantly, if not completely, listening to his music. I am also memorizing a group of verses from the Scriptures: Psalm 37:1-8. I have memorized up to verse 6. Not bad for someone who had a major brain injury and has struggles with memory issues.