Each day is new; my recollection of the previous day is minimal. I’m learning to adapt. |
Following a severe seizure, an MRI revealed a tumor the size of a lime in my brain. September 2019 is when this occurred. Situated one inch left and seven degrees from the center of my brain, the tumor touched the hippocampus. The part of the brain that handles language and memory. When someone wants to know how I am doing? My reply is, “Seven Degrees Left of Center”. |
I have a problem with living in the past. What happens is I have grown attached to the memories I do have? But that creates a problem. I find myself spending too much time on nostalgia. I can remember the event from high school as if it just happened. Then, I have a harder time letting it go. Intellectually, I know it is history. Emotionally, it is fresh. I am still working on resolving the trauma from everything. The brain tumor, the heart attacks, and the recovery I am still experiencing. I find I forget to focus on the present. Being here right now is more important than the past anyway. We cannot change the past, so why do I get stuck there? So moving forward, I want, I dearly say need, to stay more present. I think it will do us all good to be more present. |