One year later
On this date last year, I survived a serious auto accident on the interstate. Today I give thanks for that, and marvel at how long it's taken for psychological recovery. Until this week, I have spent the winter months terrified on the road. Then something shifted. The weather improved. Fear had set its grip deeply upon me, and only in the past few days, it's backing off. It's easier to be in the car (though not yet actually easy).
Time does matter in recovery, and as much we may wish to hurry it along, it won't be hurried. I'm hopeful that through this year I have gained some patience, not only with others, but with myself.
Part of gaining confidence came this week through joining a string orchestra in Iowa City. I'm one of seven violists. At the first rehearsal, the ability to sightread, play, and keep up with those who have not taken 20 years off amazed me. And finally, I have found both a new group of engaging friends and the joyous return of a passion that has nothing to do with church.
But, oh! The notes on the viola parts have gotten so, so much smaller!
Time does matter in recovery, and as much we may wish to hurry it along, it won't be hurried. I'm hopeful that through this year I have gained some patience, not only with others, but with myself.
Part of gaining confidence came this week through joining a string orchestra in Iowa City. I'm one of seven violists. At the first rehearsal, the ability to sightread, play, and keep up with those who have not taken 20 years off amazed me. And finally, I have found both a new group of engaging friends and the joyous return of a passion that has nothing to do with church.
But, oh! The notes on the viola parts have gotten so, so much smaller!
posted by Raisin at
9:48 AM
2 Comments:
Along with you, I will be glad to get through this week of difficult anniversaries. I'm sure happy that the lasting effects from a year ago are not physical as well!
Have you noticed that the words are smaller in the hymnals, too? I didn't realize that ink was in such short supply.
They are doing the same thing to organ music.
Sigh.
I am glad that you have taken up the Viola again. Friends? Friends, and interests, not connected with church? I seem to have heard of such a possibility.
And, I am very glad that you are regaining some confidence on the road. “Keep on truckin',” as they used to say back in our youth.
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