As many of you know I’ve been facing this mobility challenge for the last 6 months already.
and it’s been a real test of my patience……when I have constantly advised by doctors that I need time to recover; some of my friends even say that I am not pushing myself hard enough to speed up, while a part of me also want to rush the process.
Honestly, I do feel depressed watching others move freely while I am still struggling.
It was hard to accept that this limitation is simply beyond my control.
But, I am slowly accepting that pushing myself too hard and working myself up will only leads to setbacks ( and it has).
I recall asking my coaches this question:
Which of these 2 you have more control of? Control others, or control yourself?
I have now come to accept that recovery takes time … and this is the way to find peace, and freedom in this uncertain times.
I remind myself that healing isn’t linear; it’s full of ups and downs before it goes a little better than before.
I’ve started focusing on small victories instead of the bigger picture.
Sometimes, I celebrate simply being able to take a few more steps, lift my legs higher or completing a physical therapy session.
This shift in perspective helps me to turn frustration into acceptance…appreciating my progress, no matter how small it is.
Embracing the limits of my control teaches me that some things are best taken one day at a time .. and the rest leave it to God.