October was a very interesting month for me. I ran my very first half marathon, which athletically is the hardest thing I have ever done. The very next weekend, I broke my right leg in a soccer game. This is the first time in 30 years of playing soccer and being an athlete that I have been injured.
We are not talking the, “I broke my leg and have a cast and can resume normal life a couple of days later” kind of break either. I broke my leg so severely that I needed surgery to repair it. I’ll save the gruesome details.
I just started a new role at the school I have worked at for the last seven years. I also have two sons; a 9 month old and a 3-year-old. When I got injured my body immediately went in to shock to protect me from the pain. The very first thing I worried about was not my obvious broken leg, but how the F am I going to take care of my kids and go to work. A few more F bombs came flying out of my mouth, and more worrisome thoughts to follow. My world felt like it was crashing down over me. How was I possibly going to navigate through my life and all my responsibilities with a broken leg?
Well, here I am almost 3 weeks later, feeling SO much better, and feeling so thankful for those around me. I have not been able to work, lift up my kids, make my own meals, drive a car, or so many of the other things I think I have taken for granted. I have had to rely on my husband, our parents, and our friends; and they have all been so amazing. I cannot imagine what this time in my life would have been without them. I am forever grateful.
While this injury has totally sucked, and been very painful, it has also reminded me of how freaking lucky I am that under normal circumstances, I am able to just quickly jump up and run to the kitchen to get a snack. I can normally run around with my kids in the yard. I can walk without the assistance of crutches.
Am I moving at snail speed at the moment? Yup. Does it kind of suck sometimes and do I get really frustrated? Yup. But, at least I can see the silver lining. I am otherwise healthy, and my family is too. I have an amazing support system around me of family and friends who have stepped up for us big time. Not because they had to, but because they are amazingly kind people who just have wanted to help make our lives a little easier. Thank you, you know who you are.
3 thoughts on “Finding the Silver Lining”
I loved reading this post about you and your broken leg. Life hands us what we can handle. And it’s so lively that you are taking a strong breath to recognize all of the many reasons to be greatful. As a mother of 1 & 3 year old girls, I can only imagine the challenges you are encountering in your daily routine during this healing period. Keep living with purpose and acknowledging your many blessings.
Continuing to think of you and send well wishes for recovery!! Great article 👏👏
Oh my gosh! Sounds like you have such a positive attitude, that’s really inspiring. Hope your leg heals quickly!