I have woken very early this morning -5.30 and have spent the last hour and a half reading through posts on this site - wonderful so much support and genuine concern for others.
A random thought passed through my brain - to celebrate the anniversary of the day I became the new me. Maybe celebrate is too generous a word, perhaps it should be remember, but either way since that fateful day I was almost reborn into a different person.
Why would I do this? I think it is because I don't think I can move on with my life untiI I accept this is me now, who I am and I am getting tired of wishing I was the person I used to be.
If I am honest I quite liked the old me. The one who could juggle umpteen things at once, who had the very precious luxury of exceptional memory recall and retention (that part of me is yesterday's news and very definitely binned), the lady who could be relied upon to do the things she said she would ( no chance - more like don't ask Clare to do it ). I think you might get the general picture. Yes it is indeed a fact I am mourning the old me.
So I think I might like to say a very positive goodbye to that lady and a big fat hello to the new lady who can honestly say I am so sorry I forgot and know that I am being true to myself and not telling a white lie to get me out of trouble. Lets face it my memory is rubbish, stamina very much reduced and that little friend called "confusion" , no not "Confucius"-I should be so lucky - keeps visiting me every day. He is by my side causing the odd bit of random chaos just to remind me that he/she is a daily part of my life. All so very interesting (for me) and difficult for those poor people around me.
So world don't feel sorry for me feel sorry for you because Here Comes Clare!
So How can I celebrate the re-birth of me? All suggestions welcome and considered - the more random the better. Any ideas considered from long slow rambling walks to party time activities - might even consider getting drunk if I could remember where I put my favourite tipple........