Healing Process

It’s been quite a week, and unsurprisingly, I find myself turning back to journaling. Last Monday, my husband was in a cycling accident. I won’t go into the details, but life shifted in an instant. Things aren’t the same, but he’s alive, and most importantly, his mind is intact. For that, I’m deeply grateful.

Still, everything feels different. I’ve stepped into the caregiver role again, one I know well from the cancer years. It’s a familiar rhythm, and I feel equipped, hardened in some ways by everything endured this year. No tears. No outbursts. Just a quiet, steady resolve: We will get through this. And we will.

Since we’re homebound for now, I’m focusing inward…..writing, reading, and recommitting to my own health goals. The 75 Hard Challenge had been going well; I made it to Day 25 and lost 10 pounds. I paused when he landed in the trauma unit Monday night, preparing for early morning surgery. There was no way to squeeze in a second 45 minute indoor workout.

But now we’re home, and recovery has begun. I’ve restarted the 75 Hard challenge. Today is Day 2.

Here we go.