Anniversaries

I'm not too keen on celebrating my survival. It isn't that I don't appreciate my life. I honestly do. But as a certain day passed this last week I tried not to think that they pronounced me brain dead and unrecoverable two years ago. I don't like retelling the story. Or at least the fragments I personally remember and the hospital staff testimony that had been relayed to me. I just want everything behind me. So much hurt came from my cancer. I lost too much and more than just my brain was damaged. Yes, I can count the blessings that did come forth but as usual I am just holding onto the abundance of negativity. I just want to let go.

I have so many dates in my head. I remember plenty and I like celebrating or simply reminiscing about what happened on "this day" or "that day" blah blah blah number of years ago. I'm not the one to forget something, but then again I just put too much weight into too many things. No one really cares about the things I care about. I'm simply far too sentimental.

Two years ago plenty happened. Especially in the months of August and September. That was the turning point. Moments happened that led me to this now I'm living. My world changed.

Maybe some things are worth celebrating.