I have many people that support me on a daily basis. My husband is very supportive of me. He keeps me grounded, makes me see what is important and what I stress over that I shouldn't. He makes me see things and people for what they really are and tries to keep me from "sweating the small stuff". I say "tries" because I am a worrier by nature and that is a very difficult thing for me to change about myself. He is my best friend and I know that I can count on him regardless of the situation. I trust that I can talk to him without feeling judged by him. He is also very helpful around the house and we have a great time completing projects together. My children are a big support for me. Most people would think that I support my children (which I do) so how can I think of them as a support for me! My children are funny, creative, expressive little boys that keep me from taking life too seriously and they keep me having fun and laughing. I need my husband and my children in my life so that I enjoy life more. My parents have always been a huge support in my life. They raised me to believe in myself and try my best at everything. They are my sounding board for many challenges and choices that I have had to make in my life. My siblings and their families are supportive as well. We are a very close family and during a time when I was unsure of where my life was heading, being with family made the decisions and choices very clear to me. My friends are a very close knit support system for me. We have similar interests, similar motivations and they can help me work through problems and issues I am having. I know I can talk to them without judgement. My co-workers, classmates and instructors are supportive to me as well. I can bounce ideas around with my co-workers and use them to help come up with strategies for assisting centers with their issues. My co-worker encouraged me to start my masters program, she told me I could do it, when I was unsure of that myself. She has assisted me in the online learning process. Having my job supports me financially. I am able to take care of my children because of that financial support. I can feel independent and self-sufficient because of my job. I know I can take of myself and my children financially as well as feel like I am making a difference with the job that I do. My classmates and instructors have supported me by making me think deeper and in different ways, by helping me find out more of who I am as a student and making me more creative and expressive in my writing. I think living without my support system would be very challenging. I would be more stressed without them, I would laugh less and feel alone without my support system. I know I could survive without them, but life would not be as joyful, as rich, as fun as having them with me for the journey. I need them.
If I had to imagine myself with a specific challenge I would say that I am unable to speak and communicate effectively with people. I can understand this challenge because it is a challenge my ex-husband now has to experience after suffering a stroke. It takes many people and a lot of patience to work through such a challenge. If I was unable to effectively communicate, read, and write I would be unable to work to support my children and myself, I would have to rely on my husband as the only financial support for our family. I would not be able to communicate effectively with my children's teachers and would not be able to assist my children with their homework or read a book to them before bed each night. I would not be as much of a support for them as I am now and as a mom that is a devastating reality to face. I think one thing that keeps me so grounded and so positive about life is knowing how much people rely on me for support, about as much as I rely on them. I like to be needed! It would be very difficult to me as a wife, mother, daughter, sister and friend to suffer the loss of my communication skills. If I lost my communication skills I would have to rely on others to communicate for me, at the grocery store, doctors office, school, etc. I would not be independent until I was able to learn other ways to communicate. If I lost my support system as well as my communication skills I honestly do not know what I would do, how I would function and survive.
I like that you included your children. We are so busy being a support to them that we sometimes forget they support us. When they are doing and saying things that make us laugh it puts fun into our lives. They serve a very important role in all we do and who we are and their support is just as important as any.
ReplyDeleteThe loss of the ability to communicate is one I have suffered. I had a stroke when I was 24 years old and it was frightening not to be able to say what I wanted to say. I couldn't walk either. I was able to overcome those obstacles and move on with my life but with a lot of support.
Amy I LOVE that you included your family in your supports. I also could not provide for everyone else if it were not for them. The challenge of not being able to communicate is hard, as I imagine not being able to say what is on your mind or expressing how your feel. I thank Setphanie for sharing her story as well showing how she overcame having a stroke at the young age of 24.
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ReplyDeleteYou are blessed to have such a supportive family. I have also wrote about my husband as my primary source of support.
The loss of the ability to communicate is very traumatic. It leaves the person powerless, inadequate, and depressed. However, support and encouragement are two important things we all need from our families, friends, and loved ones. Thanks for sharing
Amy, thank you for sharing your supports. It looks like we all have a theme - family is a strong support system in our lives. When you went through that difficult time in your life when you didn't know where your life was headed, can you imagine not having your family to lean on? I know a young lady who had a mother addicted to crack. Oftentimes, when she came home from school, she would discover that her mother routinely sold her and her siblings belongings to buy drugs. This young lady ended up being a prostitute in California. My mother tried to mentor her, but my mother was not a substitue for the daily support of a loving mother and family.
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