The past couple of weeks have been nice. I’ve been doing everything I can to keep my spirits up, and enjoy this fall season. I also want to do as much, and see as many people as I can before surgery next month. I feel differently this time around. Attitude is everything. So let’s take a walk into my adventure shall we?
Embracing
Fall
I’ve always liked to pick leaves. I used to do it a lot as a child. I like it more in the fall, because of its changing colors. The leaves this year are unique and prettier. I grabbed some plastic bags and let the collecting begin. I plan to preserve them and possibly display them on my wall. I visited some local parks and admired the changing trees. I love nature. Walking along scattered multi-colored leaves makes me feel happy. The weather has been nice, in the 60s and 50s. I know winter will be here before we know it. In some ways, I’m glad my surgery is happening before winter begins so when it arrives I’ll be indoors. Snow and ice aren’t my friends. They are part of the reason why my hip is the way it is.
Leaf picking is more than just admiring
its colors. It reminds me of something I used to do, something that maintained
my happiness. I feel I’ve forgotten how to be happy when I became an adult. I’m
going back to the days when life was simple and easy. I cannot control my
circumstances to a certain extent, but I can control how I deal with it. I
reflected a lot while walking through tree lined blocks admiring the leaves on
the ground. In the park, I enjoyed watching the sun reflect its light through
the hanging tree limbs. Its shadow effect is pretty.
The
Artist in Me
One of the things I didn’t do during my first surgery is
prepare for it mentally. During the recovery process, I became bored and missed
being outside. This time I decided that won’t be the case. I love art, and used
to create things in the past such as drawing pictures, painting, and doing
crafts. Unfortunately, I stopped. I feel art is a great way in the healing
process both physically and emotionally. This year hasn’t been a good one for
me. In many ways, I’m glad it’s coming to a close. During recovery this time, I
don’t want to feel sad or bored. So, I will turn to art. This month, I’ve been
creating various videos on YouTube. These are different from my video blogs.
Instead, I’m playing with video editing by using pictures, previous videos, and
music to create a mini movie or documentary. The first one I did is about my
experience during Hurricane Sandy. The other is about the MTA and what we pay
for, and just days ago I did one about my appreciation to PIX11 news. I recently won a contest with PIX11 news in sharing why I love living in Brooklyn! I'm honored, because I not only love watching their news, but the reporters inspire me to do what I do.
I’m currently at 13,900+ words. The goal is to have 50,000 words by the end of November. I’m pushing to accomplish this goal. I won’t rest until I do.
Peace
and Hidden Treasures
I thank God for blessing me with peace. It’s been a long
time since I had it. Although, there are still so many things that I wish were
better, I finally accepted it and focus on what I can control, me. I have been
reaching out to people, talking more than usual (offline), and going out. My
going out is unique in that I am not partying or dancing the night away
(someday I will). My going out is simply walking. I walk and pay attention to
things I normally would ignore. Take our subway for instance. I love the old
art many subways possess. I collect Metrocards, mainly for the various messages
on the back of the cards. People throw away used cards, which are left
scattered on subway platforms or near Metrocard vending machines. I now look
for them and collect. I also like doing this, because the duplicates I can use
for my art project.
I love taking pictures of the city and of course nature.
That is a gem in itself. When I meet with friends, I laugh more. We walk, talk
about random stuff, and enjoy the moment. That’s what life is about, the happy
moments. I share a little more, I’m open to new friendships and building on
current ones. I focus on happiness rather than sadness. My hip always reminds
me the bad shape she is in. I hurt all the time, some days worse than others.
On the worse days, I stay home and rest. Well not really, I write and chat on
Facebook (giggles). When the pain is doable, I go out even if it’s for a few
hours. It’s an accomplishment. I pat myself on the back a little more, and
thank myself for being me. I appreciate the small things such as capturing the
hidden treasures of the city, to creating things, and allowing myself to just be
myself.
With that said, here’s to being silly and pushing pain
aside. I’m having fun my way. Countdown to surgery is on.
