I had the pleasure of attending Stroke Camp last week in La Jolla California.
I went as a volunteer and also to promote my new book, “Highs, Lows, and Plateaus: a path to recovery from stroke.”
I can honestly say that I gained so much more than I gave! It was a weekend of laughter and camaraderie ~ a weekend of sharing and supporting ~ a weekend of gaining strength from each other. I met some amazing people and have so much respect for the stroke survivors and their loved ones who live each day with the struggles of stroke, and yet they turn those struggles into moments of inspiration and strength.
As anyone there can attest, I cry very easily. Sometimes I tell people that I have “dry eye” and that the lubricating tears are just a side effect of the disorder. Not true. I just cry easily. My daughter says it is because my heart sometimes brims over as tears. At stroke camp, I did not cry tears of sadness. Instead they were tears of release, of celebration for the strength of the human spirit.
Every day we hear about the pain and suffering and cruelty of our world. What I experienced was only love and respect. That is what we need to be shouting from the mountain tops. Not our differences, but our similarities ~ as people. From that we gain strength. Cheers to the Entire Team from “Stroke Camp”. You are everyday heroes !