I wrote recently about some of my life's current challenges and typified them with the occupational therapy I'm doing. It's been painful but I believe that because of it, my life will improve dramatically. I believe the same is true of my other struggles.
In the days since my visit to my occupational therapist, I've worked hard to make habitual the things she taught me. I've practiced my posture. I've paid attention to what feels good and what causes pain – and have evaluated carefully if the pain I experience is strengthening (muscles developing) or debilitating (damage to bones, cartilage, etc.).
I saw my occupational therapist briefly yesterday. She remarked at how quickly I was improving; in just a few days, the stance she taught me was much more natural for me than it had been. I hadn't noticed much change. And today, I noticed that I'm feeling much less pain than I did. It seems my muscles are already accommodating my new habit.
As my therapy was an appropriate metaphor for my struggles before, I've been musing today. It may be that I'm improving more quickly than I realize in other areas of my life, as well.
Being myself from day to day, it's difficult to see much change. It's easy to notice pain, as pain calls for attention. Improvement, however, has a tendency to sneak up on us.
So I believe there's cause for optimism. I'm grateful for the hope that I can improve and for the evidence that my improvement is happening faster than I anticipated. I'm also grateful for the support I have from so many people.