When you have a stroke, I realize that priorities are different. People who survive strokes cut to the chase more often. Often, “filters” are gone. I remember my mom quoting a famous poem called “When I Am Old” written by Jenny Joseph. Here is an excerpt: "When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me, I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired, And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells, And make up for the sobriety of my youth. You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat, So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised, When suddenly I am old and start to wear purple!" When I read that poem now, my perspective is different. My parents said I was “always the ambassador.” I just wanted people to get along. My career as a lobbyist was well suited for me. But now, I simply do not care what people think normally. I am not politically correct often now. ...
I am a stroke survivor. My blog is about my recovery, family, and possibilities.