Tonight. For the very first time. I looked at these numbers not as a sign of what has been "lost" but what has been gained. A big "HAHA" to you 11:11. I won. We are here. We are HERE! We are here.
I am releasing the negative feelings I have toward this time. It is time. 11/11 was when we had our MRI. 11/11 was when our lives were flipped. I am SO sick and tired of cringing at this time (which I so happen to see every single day at least once, if not twice... by coincidence). I will now see these numbers as a symbol of something new. Hope. Awareness. Love. Hope. Faith. Cure. Peace. Deep breaths. A second chance. This number will no longer haunt me. I will not flip it off. I will not cringe or grimace. I will smile and high-five it. I will be happy when I see it from now on because it is a reminder to me................ to all of us..... to just be so grateful for every gift we are given. Big or small. We survived our own 11/11. We did.
I could actually go on and on. With SO many details. But it's 11:20 now. No. Scratch that 11:21. I should sleep. I will now happily retreat to my own bed. I will never ever ever take that walk for granted.
I am just so damn happy that 11:11 finally feels............ happy. For the first time in almost 9 months. I just wanted to share this feeling with the people who continue to surround us with our wings. For you, we are so grateful. So very grateful. We love you all!!!!!!!