Aphasia Will Not Be Silent
Thoughts about life after stroke and brain trauma written by people with aphasia.
With bated breath, waiting in the shadows for our special Rose to appear
Waiting in anticipation for our Rose to evolve from birth to full bloom...
Floating from Heart to Heart
the heart wants to give love and receive love in return
As you blossom into 2022
Bringing hope and courage into each day
Guide your feet in a peaceful way
Allow the healing waters to flow
On this “Thanksgiving Day” as I give thanks to my grateful heart, I also give thanks to grace for my endless love of life.
Like the beautiful autumn leaves that fall from the trees, I try to rekindle each day as if it is a new beginning.
On this autumn day, as I rise to higher ground in my beautiful balloon, I realize I am falling madly in love with the sunshine.
As I sit near the mulberry tree waiting for my blessings to return, blessings of memories I lost during my stroke, I began to feel...
I am Aphasia, the flower in the field that picks you up when you have no doubt Yes, I am Aphasia, with my beautiful pink petals
Three years ago, on April 2nd, I had a stroke which debilitated my speech and hindered my movements. Today, I live to tell the story how I came out on the other side by accepting the April Showers from my stroke that rose into beautiful May Flowers.
As your heart protects and shields you, from the sky to hallow ground, listen to your heart when it tells you how much it adores you…
Like a caterpillar that rises from new birth, developing into a beautiful butterfly, boldly go into the year of 2021 knowing that the “best is yet to come”.
I am one of those people who is usually a bit reluctant about going into surgery. Well, on the early morning of Monday, September 28, I awoke and later realized spiritually, there was sunshine on my shoulder.