It is hard to remember much of the past several months, I have been working hard to restore the skills that i lost when the headache avalanche struck. I lost a lot of little pieces that make up who i am. I lost the part of me that danced (but I can still dance in my heart). The words that used to flow from my imagination come out mixed up and misspelled or even not at all (but maybe you'll read them anyway). So many treasures have magically found their way to me and I am so grateful for your kind thoughts, friendship, and encouragement. Thanks for being here even when i wasn't, and for keeping my booth open at Shoneys even though i lost my keen sense of direction.
I am able to peek through the tiny open spaces and catch a glimpse of what is on the other side. 
This is the cover of a journal I made a few years ago, I never realized how much it would help me until recently. My brain has gone through so many changes over the past year and there is much that i can't remember. I wonder if it is any accident that I made such meticulous records of my daily life back then?
For so many months I've been struggling to get back to 'where I was'. Today a light bulb appeared above my head: what was is not there anymore and I had better focus on where I am at this very moment.
