Hello My Name is Rusty…

It has been quite some time now since Rusty’s Story was written, and that much time since my days could be turned into nightmares in a flash. I wanted this story to be told so that it might help someone else out there going through the same type of –well, let’s say ¬–life challenges and obstacles. I wanted to tell them “Don’t give up. Believe in yourself. You’ll just need to be a bit more creative then you first thought, that’s all.”
Most importantly I wanted them not to give up hope. I also wanted to share the insights that Carol and I gained from my experiences with the families, friends and caretakers who have to deal with watching their loved ones struggle with the disorders and difficulties life sometimes presents. There is a place within each of us that knows why we’re on earth, and that place is wiser than all of medicine. So if the person who has epilepsy feels something, even if you can’t understand it, listen to them. Let their will to live a good life teach you.
Today I still hope that is what sharing my story has done. Maybe it’s time now to share a bit about how it all worked out for me.
Well from where the book left off, I pretty much made a mess of things for a while. I had no idea what I was doing once I had exactly what I fought so hard for. I was free, independent and responsible for myself. I had found my voice but I wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. You see I still hadn’t gotten the real message in my own story. I felt more that I had escaped fate. But not really sure what that all meant.
Being a fugitive from fate has some funny little twists and turns to it. I slipped and slid down a lot of hills before I stopped running from me and started walking with me. Talking with me. That’s where my answers were. That’s where my hope lives. Never give up hope means never give up on yourself and that means you have to be willing to stay with you no matter what you get yourself into.
I have learned that my mistakes and trails in life have been great teachers. They speak volumes to us if we can move forward without getting caught up in fear, judgement or self doubt. I learned that I needed to define myself and why am I really here. What I believe in and who the heck is God anyway?
Now I would like to share with you how all this self – discovery stuff has paned out in my life.
To live alone safely and to accomplish things in my life I need to really pay attention to what my body mind and spirit would be telling tell me.