There are many things that grasp our attention. We have thoughts, needs, desires, that we wished would happen at the snap of our fingers. Often, we feel that if we dont get it then its bound to never happen. Back in 2012, I applied for Physical Therapy school: putting 40+ hours of observation, 3 references for various people, and ace all the classes to even be consider with 7 people chosen per semester to practice and pursue a dream I had. Being born with CP; a neurological disorder cause by a non-progressive brain injury or malformation that occurs when a child's brain is under development. Primarily affects body movement and muscle coordination. Loss or impairment of motor function. Wheelchairs, walkers, intensive physical therapy and grasping other skills was the norm. Eventually at age 5, I got surgery to simply learn to walk. Various surgeries, 2-3 months in ICU, doctors told me it was a miracle to be alive. I guess I'm a walking miracle haha. Seeing what the PT's did within each session was not only helping them through the setback but there was a feeling of togetherness. Help healing others while connecting with others through shares stories, dreams, etc. Walking with them throughout the journey was what I wanted to be apart of but it didnt work out. I thought it was the end, questions like was it because I put that I had CP? Did I not do enough hours? Were my grades bad? It broke me in more ways than one. All of the things I wanted was shattered as soon as I read the words you have been DENIED. No reason why, or what was missing. Felt as if I failed, because of this there was no point in pursing anything. One thing I continuously come back to is for every setback there is a even greater comeback. So everything that happens in life may not be instant or a part of your life in this season, but thats okay. Things need to fall apart so that better things can come along. So dream those dreams, continue to strive, keep going, and don't stop believing in all that you are capable of achieving. I'm rooting for you.
T
