16th strokiversary
It’s that time of year again. Today marks my 16-year strokiversary, and since I’m feeling more reflective and Mercury retrograde just…
It’s that time of year again. Today marks my 16-year strokiversary, and since I’m feeling more reflective and Mercury retrograde just…
… I had lunch with a lady in my networking group. She asked me all about that fateful day, 7 July, 2003, when life changed forever for me and wanted to know exactly what had happened.
At a certain point, I explained to her how the stroke had actually become both a blessing and a curse. If I had the chance to live my 19th year over again, with or without the stroke, I find myself always saying, “I would love to not have ever had the experience — but, only if I could retain the lessons I learned from it.”
Every year, my “strokiversary” rolls around as though it were a ninja — swiftly, quietly. Behind the scenes.