Healing and identity Crisis

its interesting how quickly life can change. I've heard the phrase turn on a dime and now I understand what that feels like.  I had been getting more and more stressed at work and I hadn't realized how all the bright colors of my day were beginning to swirl into hazy unhappy colors. I didn't know how to change things.

A 15 or 16 hour hospital visit, a new diagnosis, several bruises later, and things are markedly different. Less stress at work solely because I don't have the energy to worry about how others are acting.  All that stress from work has morphed itself into laser focus on how much I sleep, what food I eat and how much energy will it take to do something as basic as a load of laundry.

So I thought I knew who I was a week ago but it's taken some time this week to wrap my head around  things.  It's been an identity crisis of sorts. I'm the conscience at work (or so I felt). I'm the strong one at home, the wheels, the nudge, etc.  now I feel fragile and it's taken some time to get back to the old me.  I'm not completely there yet and I may never get there.  So who am I? Am I really different than before? Of course the answer is yes. Every experience changes us.

I realize it wasn't weeks being hooked up to machines and being near death.  I'm blessed in that it was a quick turnaround all told. Doesn't mean that life is not the same.  This is the new normal. A huge kick in the pants to start making changes that likely should have happened years ago. Can't change the past, can only move forward.

So new identity or no, we press on.
Today is the day and we do our best.  If it goes south, we try again tomorrow.

Who knows when you'll drive behind a car shaped mouse.

Or is that a mouse shaped car?

Yes, it's ears on top that flatten when the car is in motion and then rise up when stopped.

And a five foot tail trailing behind.

Truly Nolen pest control knows how to use marketing, right?

Here's hoping you know YOUR identity!