This week has not been my best... I woke up Sunday morning with tears in my eyes. I was tired. I felt beat down. I was frustrated. And more than anything I was just sad.
I was mourning the year I wanted. I wanted the year I had imagined - a year sans surgery, free of medical drama, full of running, full of racing, stress-free, finishing my degree and focusing on my future and my family. That was the year I wanted. I woke Sunday knowing that this was not the year that I was going to get, so I cried.
With tears in my eyes I laced up my sneakers. I just needed to blow off some steam. I needed to squeeze in one more run before I had to face recovery again. My posture was stooped, my lungs were burning, and my legs felt heavy. But I pushed through. I found my rhythm. I stood tall, my breath evened out, a smile spread across my face, and my heart felt free and light.
This is not the girl I was 5 years ago. This not even the girl I was 12 months ago. This is the girl I have become become from all the years I had not planned. And I remembered that it is the Challenges I have faced that have made me - Me.
They have taught me to be grateful for everyday.
They remind me cherish the little things and to hold those you love close.
They taught me to believe in the kindness of strangers and see the love that surrounds you.
They have taught me that I am stronger than I ever knew.
They have taught me to be driven and reach for the stars, because you are limitless and you just might surprise yourself.
And above all else these challenges have taught me that ANYTHING is Possible.
So I face tomorrow smiling, knowing that this is just another challenge. This was not the year I wanted or planned, but I know when I wake up there is a beautiful life waiting for me in a world where anything is possible.
Love your Favourite Darwinian Fail,