Life flies by, we make plans, we go after dreams and goals.
We think we are indestructible, that nothing will stand in our way,
then is a split second of time, life changes and the future with it.
If you haven't had a brain injury, I can't expect you to understand,
The lostness, the loneliness, the insecurity about who I really am.
I have spent years trying to make the best of a bad situation.
There were many hours spent believing everything would be mended,
by smiling, learning, hoping that someday it would magically change.
I was waiting for the change, that gave me back what I felt like I had lost.
But the only change that will happen has got to come from within myself.
But reality is, I have had to come to terms with the many broken dreams.
I had to learn to depend on others for things I would have never dreamed of.
The years have taught me acceptance, the broken dreams have taught me humility.
My time is now spent planning a new future, developing new dreams and goals.
Never quite sure if they will come true, but hope is a gift that I give myself.
But the disappointment is always there under the surface, of what could have been.
The years have not taken away the wounds, they have just taught me to deal with them.
The internal struggle everyday to do the things that were once so easy makes me sad.
But then I look around and I know that it could be so much worse, and I feel thankful.
I still believe broken dreams can be mended, and I choose to spend my energy there.
I have many broken dreams, but am learning to replace them with new realistic dreams.
There have been many disappointments, but I am learning to replace them with hope.
No, I will never be the same, but I have learned to be satisfied with who I now am.
I don't have to like the changes in my life, but I do have to learn to deal with them.
Yes, the broken dreams are still there, but new plans and dreams keep my mind busy.
Sometimes I wonder if broken dreams were meant to be, to change the course of our life.
by: Debbie Wilson