I began my previous post by pointing out that I became so grateful for the daily opportunity to be alive with my soul in a human body (even one with Parkinson’s), that the Parkinson’s simply did not matter. For eight years, I give this same gratitude every day when I awake for a new day.
At the end of Friday’s post I wished Sally a happy birthday. Friday was to be a day of celebrating Sally’s birthday. Okay.
Our daughter, Genevieve, had flown in from Maryland on Wednesday evening to surprise Sally for her birthday. On Thursday, they had a great Mother-Daughter day in Portland. Okay.
To begin Friday’s celebration, we went to a coffee shop in a neighboring town. Five minutes after we left the coffee shop, we were in our car with me driving, and we were on a four-lane highway in the right-hand lane driving at the 55 mile-per-hour speed limit. Much to our surprise, a car traveling at a very high rate of speed crashed into the rear end of our car with such an impact that it buckled the bumper and blew out the back window. Okay.
I was able to get the car off of the road. The three of us and the driver of the other vehicle all were safe and without major injuries. Ultimately the car got towed to a body shop and we rented a vehicle. We spent most of Sally’s birthday talking to the insurance company and giving gratitude. Okay.
Sally opted to stay home for her birthday, for the three of us to have a quiet dinner at home and have movie night. We allow the one whose birthday it is to make all the choices unconditionally. So it was a nice evening at home filled with love and gratitude. Okay.
Saturday was a new day. I gave gratitude to wake up and be here with my soul still in a human body. We went to Portland, had a nice day, and took Genevieve to the airport that evening. Friday was over. It was a memory. Okay.
As I learned in my recovery, life was messy and I needed to accept that fact. Okay.
In looking at the events of May 18th, Here is how the lessons of my recovery came into play:
Acceptance. The accident occurred. I needed to accept the reality of the situation whether I liked it or not. Okay.
Surrender. I needed to accept that the accident was part of a bigger plan and that nobody owed me an explanation for why it took place. Okay, I surrender. Also, I needed to surrender that I was not in control. Okay, I surrender.
Gratitude. As we stood on the side of the road, all three of us and the other driver with no serious injuries and everybody alive, my heart swelled with gratitude, “Thank you. I am grateful to still be alive with my soul in a human being.”
Life gives us lessons. Last Friday was another lesson in the power of faith and self love. With faith and self love, I simply said, “Okay. I accept what happened. Clearly, I am not in control, and nobody owes me an explanation for why the accident happened. I am a precious being in a fragile life, and I am grateful for the opportunity of another day with my soul in a human being.”
These were life lessons that I learned that helped me reach my full recovery. Please do your best to learn these lessons as they bring you back into balance physically, mentally and spiritual.
You are worth it!!!
All my best,