When I temporarily lost my hand to my injury and faced the reality I may lose it forever I remember grieving - which was a total shock and surprise to me because I had only experienced that when people I loved died. As I tried to do the things I normally did with ease, like grabbing a coffee cup, and found myself spilling scalding liquid on myself, or trying to sit and work to provide for my family, staff, and clients, the frustration and fear were strong. But, thankfully, somewhere in my life enough people reinforced to me that pain and suffering are teachers.

"Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime." And it's true in my experience. I have come to realize how much I underestimate what I can achieve for my own clients, staff, family, friends, and self. Today, I have a nearly fully functional hand again, and it makes me grateful to have the other hand 100% functional. That makes me think of how I can type much faster than I could before. And how I thought about how to solve this problem of one-handed typing for people who have also been disabled. And that reminds me of how pain and suffering taught me to think more creatively, and think more about others.

So, today, I sit here completely healthy. I have absolutely no excuse to conquer on behalf of my clients and staff. I have a vast list of resources to use to achieve victory for their goals and my staff.

Thank You, thank You, thank You.