Ressilency

The question I'm asked most often but dread the most is "how do you do it?" The truth is I don't know. I guess, because I always have. I know no other way of life. You just get up and keep going. I guess if I were sitting on the opposite side of my life, I'd want to know the same thing.

There's no manual for life, If there were every one's life would be a hell of alot easier.

So I find it ironic that I've been asked to give of a speech on resiliency. That's something that I can't teach. That's something that can't be taught. It's a form of courage, that you will embrace or you wont.

I threw myself head first into my life, with reckless abandon. Not the kind of recklessness that leads you down the wrong path. Instead, my thought was that not much could really get any worse. I had to do something. So ... I did everything. In the process I broke 91 bones- 91 bones that would have broken anyway.

There's do and there's don't. I often find myself on the side of do.

My body is covered with scars. Each scar maps a  place that was cut into, a place that I handed over to someone, with the hope that it would lead some where "better." If you follow the trail of my scars, you essentially follow my evolution. But what allows you to follow the evolution of my spirit?

I'd rather have my body covered with scars, than spirit broken.- Broken by all the scars of broken wishes, and lost dreams of all the things I never did.

I guess that is resiliency.