I am trying so hard to be positive and believe this is for the best. I feel so....... restricted, limited.... so USELESS. I admit I am stubborn and will rarely admit I can't do something, so my ego has taken some bruising. I have had to learn that "pain" doesn't mean "weakness" and that bullying through that pain doesn't mean your strong.... or smart.
Where will I go now that my path has been altered? I have some new ideas for projects now that I am healed enough to have a normal routine. Been sussing them out on paper and hope to bring them to life soon. Guess time will tell... I just hate waiting.
In this time of change the lines of a Robert Frost poem spring to my mind:
The Road Not Taken
........two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the road less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
Maybe the road I didn't plan to take will actually be the better journey.