Acceptance

 aAs my husband drove me home from an esspecially productive session onf therapies, speech, occupational and physical, a.peaceful feeling washed over me as Istared out of the car window at the peaceful winter sceneryIthought to myself, "Thi isn't so bad, my life, the way it is. Istill get to see the sun and crunch through the snow and hold my daughter",IfeelikeI'm on the verge of a breakthroughin my recovery proces, Ithought to myself that Ican eventuall regain al of my independence if Ikeep going down the road I'm onWhen we got homere got home Iread my batch of cards from TheFeministBreeder readers for the day, something that has ilifted my spirits immesely. One letter, touched me deeply, the woman who wrote it wrote about acceptance, and using the energy I've een pouring intobeing upset to work on getting better I now feel at peace with what is happening,Iaccept it as what the universe wants for me and maybe I'll learn a valuable lesson when it's over, Ifeel relief for the first time today, thankyou, Rosa, for the kind words, you can't know ho w much they have helped me today!