Today, I remember yesterday. So that is much improvement. I remember what I ate, that I went for two walks with my husband, and that for a brief moment I forgot that my dog had passed away. Memories…it’s too bad I can’t forget the traumas. It is too bad I cannot pick and choose what my brain will remember and forget. Yesterday I stood while making for for my daughter, twice. I HAVE to use a barstool because my legs don’t have the endurance to stand that long. I forgot. Today my legs are very painful. But, my brain must be recovering even thought they don’t even know what happened to it after the seizures. I will share with you the pictures I took on my very mindful walk yesterday.
I left the house and almost immediately a hawk swooped down. It’s wing grazed my head and he landed right in front of me. I gasped so loudly that he looked up at me with a look of “what?!” And then he grabbed whatever food he had been headed for. At first I thought, since I had put sunglasses up on my head that maybe the hawk had mistaken them for something.
After the hawk, two little dogs ran out to greet me behind their fence. I am the only one that they wag their tails and get excited to see. Everyone else it seems they are in protect property mode.
Then the flowers just jumped out of everywhere. I don’t know if they have been here forever or if it was just the way the sun was shining through them that made them look so beautiful. We also came upon a group of wildflowers that I stop by every day. Weeds people will say. They are always filled wtih the most beautiful butterflies and bugs and bees. Today was bee day!
I got home to sit on the deck with my daughter just in time to hear my owl. Of every moment of disorientation and short term memory issues I have had this week, not one time did I forget my owl. I guess some things are just unforgettable. She was too high in the trees to find but I recorded her voice. Listen to this voice. I will forever be proud of her for overcoming her hard start with an injured leg. I will forever be proud of her mother for taking care of her longer than normal until she was sure she could make it on her own. I will forever be blessed to have been a part of her life for these past 7 months. Hearing her find her voice has been something I will never forget.