Today, my son and I saw a movie, "Thor." My son and I have seen so many movies on the big screen since my stroke. This is our tradition. This is my recovery. I love my son. Watching him grow his heaven to me. Sometimes I just watch him sleep. I watch The curve of his face. I watch the color of his brown hair that reminds me of my father's hair. The best times for me, is on a Saturday morning. Though he's almost 9, he snuggles up to me. I stroke his hair. I look at his eyes seeing the same green as my wife's eyes. He has the same eyebrows as I had when I was a kid. He has subtle dimples. He has dark eyelashes that are long. Funny? He's incredibly funny. He is irreverent even though he doesn't know what that means. He dances around the house in the morning and when he's getting ready for bed. I want him to keep dancing through his life. I watch him so closely because I almost lost him because of my strokes. I concentrate so m...
I am a stroke survivor. My blog is about my recovery, family, and possibilities.