I tried

Poetry has been an influential part of my expression to connect with and feel all the unsaid moments from life after stroke. The moments of:

Success

Failure

Grief

Enthusiasm

Frustration

Confusion

Awareness

and so much more. In between trying I regrouped, reassessed, rested and tried again.

So for everyone who knows what it's like living in a body that somehow doesn't work the way it did before your stroke, I get it. I wrote this poem in about 2017, my stroke was in 1993. Seems so long ago - and I am still changing/improving/reassessing because I keep trying.

I TRIED

I tried, and it worked

I tried and it.......didn't work

I tried and was ignored

I tried and was called inspirational

I tried and was laughed at

I tried and was lifted up

I tried and was nervous

I tried and was contented

I tried and was confused

I tried and was relieved

I tried and

I tried again.

NINA