During those intense weeks of preparation, as we delved into a sea of questions from my mailing list, friends, family, and even those generated by AI, I couldn't help but feel the passion growing within me.

It led me to some introspection—why this unwavering dedication to making this project meaningful and impactful?

The simple definition of recovery is a return to a normal state of health, mind, or strength. I suffered a multitude of set-backs from my stroke. From non-fluent aphasia, agraphia, emotional regulation disorder, impaired cognitive functions, sensory integration disorder to right-sided hemiparesis. I have spent the better part of the last year and a half working on my recovery.
But I’m not there yet.

I have been there.... where you are…. slogging thru the days. It has taken me a long time to understand that without finding your recovery groove, your sweet spot, your true passion, you can get lost in a never-ending mountain of to-dos.

Sometimes I think my marriage had a stroke

After suffering a life-changing event, here are 7 steps I found to help mend the broken fences of my soul.

I wish someone had clued me in on these: 3 self-advocating TIPS on how to MAKE THE MOST OF YOUR STROKE RECOVERY. (Especially the first one.)

My wedding picture caught my eye today. It left me wondering, had we known the future, we would have still gotten married….

Five kinds of people I've met thru, or because of, my stroke recovery

As I sit here, I’m celebrating 52 weeks of pain. One solid year of learning everything from how to walk and how to talk. However, this milestone, encapsulates my life’s starting point. It is like everything has been brought, suddenly, to life and I'm celebrating my one year birthday.

I know many of you have an additional anguish about the holidays. You are suffering, like me, from a certain set of mental or physical challenges that add a certain perplexity surrounding the holidays.

When you are faced with a life-changing-event or you simply can’t face yet another holiday season, it can seem impossible.

Read how I went from perfect to paper plates!

I have to level with you. I have been holding back some secrets.

Although it’s satisfying, in one way, to lead you down the path that I’m doing my best and fighting the good fight, its not in the true spirit of honesty.

The fact is that I have many good days, but they come with a twist. They are laced with the drug of my bad behaviour and then my dimmer switch comes on, full blast.