I never thought writing about my thoughts on the 10th anniversary of my stroke would be so difficult. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not all teary-eyed and poignant. In fact, I don’t feel anything at all. 

Maybe, I can conclusively say that I have finally moved on. No more looking back and no more rereading old messages. My sight is to the future. If you have been a part of my old life and are still here, that’s great! If you’ve forgotten about me, that’s alright, no hard feelings. I don’t blame you. 

I only would like to take my steps forward with positivity and a hopeful heart. Because at 44, I still have a lot of dreams to chase. If you want to be a part of that, you would be more than welcome. 

Ten years is too long to hold on to something intangible. I’m letting you go. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned all these years, it’s the fact that I’m valuable. I know my worth and will seek places where it’s recognized. 

Au revoir