Today I want to share with you the concept of the return to normal or the new normal. Which way do you look at it?
For me and for many the concept of the new normal was around long before the pandemic of 2020 struck. The new normal for me came about in 2018 when I lost my sight completely. I didn’t know it straight away, like most didn’t know it last year but my life had just changed unrecognisably. I could no longer do the things I used to do, running a business, cooking food, taking my son to school independently, or so I thought!.
Yes I couldn’t do these things at first and it took and still takes practice to change the way I do them but I am still doing them. With precipitance, acceptance and knowledge I have been able to regain my life but in a new way and that is not a bad thing. This new normal is my normal. Change is apart of life and when we accept that we flow better.
I turned 39 Friday and we hired a hot tub for our garden. We had 4 friends round and listened to music and had a Prosecco. It is not the usual big night out or meal with family but we still got to celebrate just in a different manner. I guess what I am trying to say is that change happens and some times it is permanent and sometimes it flies by with a flurry. However you experience change, it is how we manage it that helps us to survive it.
Having support, knowledge and acceptance for me was the key and this has helped me with the changes the world is seeing at the moment. I feel comfortable in the changes and unlike mine I don’t think they will be permanent, but we must adapt for however long that is and like I did carry hope because hope gets us through so much.
I wanted to share this with you, as I went to an appointment at the Manchester royal eye hospital today for the first time since 2019. It was an unusual experience. I have spent so much of my life in that hospital. I felt like part of the furniture until the pandemic. When I arrived earlier today it didn’t have the same feel to it. There was no hustle and bustle, the usual pianist was not playing in the corner or the veg stall in the centre. It was a ghost town, with barriers and plastic panels everywhere blocking life and energy, it was sad yet a part of me was happy to be back somewhere familiar. No matter how much has change there is always familiarity, wither it be the trusty hospital and the staff or the friends in a different environment, the new way to see. These are all adaptations of change.
I hope this is making sense it may just sound like I am spouting but I just wanted to share with you my thoughts on the subject after my hospital visit as when these things happen it is good to take a minute in the moment and breathe it all in. This is where we strengthen our knowledge and acceptance.
However you feel about change that is all yours. I like to listen to others stories and learn, I hope me sharing my stories helps you in some way. It is just an offering and all my own words.
Take care of yourself and flow in your change