Fighting to live is not always a conscious decision.
Sometimes it comes from the cheer fortitude of not wanting to dye. For Xavier,
his fight was in his physical existence, but for many of us, it is from the emotional
and psychological baggage that comes to weigh us down and handicap us along the
way. Learning how to push through it all can be very challenging, but if done,
is a benefit that yields great rewards.
Xavier’s first eleven months brought us so much joy.
He went from not being able to do anything to following the mobile hanging from
his crib, making cooing sounds, drinking from a Sippy cup, and eating stage two
foods from a spoon. He went from crying
whenever he was stimulated to falling asleep while getting a bath and a rub. He accomplished one small milestone at a time not knowing which one's were right and which one's were wrong. He just did as he could do regardless to what went against the norm.
When I reflect back over my life, I find that what
held me back from so much of my potential was "myself." I made excuses for why I
couldn’t, why I wouldn’t, and why I shouldn’t do a thing. All of my negatives
became the evidence that I used to keep me from moving forward to where I truly
wanted to be.
This is the third lesson that my
grandson taught me: Negatives can only influence you when
you take such negatives and allow them to become the dominate influences in
your life. Yes bad things have happened, but it was my response that yielded
more negative and it was also my response that would bring out the positive in
any situation I found myself in. I had the power to choose. I had the power to
live according to my intentions and not just live through a response. My past experiences may have aided in
decisions but at no time can I now say that they were the cause.
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