I happen to find myself awake in the middle of the night, once more. It’s snowing heavily outside. Inside, it’s incredibly quiet. In such solitude, I’ve been thinking about all of the blessings that chronic illness has truly introduced into my life. Yes, you actually read that correctly.
Because of chronic illness, I rarely sweat the small stuff much anymore. It’s put what I used to deem crises into much greater perspective.
Because of chronic illness, I am much more sensitive to others who find themselves suffering. Because of chronic illness, I’m more appreciative of my capabilities on any given day.
Because of chronic illness, I find myself able to more fully appreciate living in the moment, as opposed to being obsessed with regret, or consumed with anxiety about the future.
Because of chronic illness, I’ve learned to develop resilience in the face of daunting obstacles. Because of chronic illness, I’ve learned to value how unspeakably precious good health really is.
