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Aphasia Will Not Be Silent
Thoughts about life after stroke and brain trauma written by people with aphasia.
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.
We needed to walk a 5km / 3.1 miles walk – the Stroke Comeback Trail. I needed to set up Mimosas, Nordic-Knot pretzels, juice and my painting: "i am awesome".
As my sweet spirit ascends so bright, essence reminds me its star is shining so radiantly tonight
Today as I humbly walk the walk, I will never lose the gift of wonder. As I walk the walk embracing my flaws, I will try to get right what I got wrong yesterday. I will remold my soul from sculptured clay while experiencing the rite of passage.
“Normal” people are happiness and laughter. Depressed and trouble. Anger and hatred. Regret and sorrow.
In “A Moment of Hope”, think about the seeds that you planted in the ground and decide if it’s time to reap the love of grace and favor you have sowed.
On Nov 12, 2018, I was hit by a car and no more sounded real. In a dream, I felt like in 2 or 3 days to go home with my friends. But in fact, I lay coma for 4 weeks, said Regina, my friend/my “sister”. In hospital, it was
Today, as I held on to my breath of life, I saw a beautiful rainbow in the sky displaying multiple fantastic colors. As I perceived that rainbow bowing down to greet me, I, without awareness, rose up to meet that rainbow.
For many years I felt like a captured caged bird that sings and sings and sings, just waiting for someone to come by, open the caged door and allow me to fly free.