Thankfully nothing recently.
Not life altering, just frustrating.

Nothing recently, but still feel I’m healing from one ...starting around ten years ago.. “They say time will heal, but very slow” (Paul Mc)... You might ‘bounce back’ from the little stuff, but not the big..

Felt like a zombie, staggering whatever direction I was facing ..with only the love for my children occasionally focusing me.. Had it not been for them, don’t know if I’d have cared or felt a reason to go on… But we all did, and looking back, did well.. But everything came from within, cuz few if any can help in those darkest moments, and if there had been an ‘easy answer,’ we’d have certainly grabbed it.

It’s taken some amazing experiences to remind me how precious and magnificent life can be, if perhaps brightened by the previous darkness… The scars remain, I’m sure.. but the pain fades, wisdom arrives ..and we continue the cycle of life. Endure, an even the smallest of joys will make everything worthwhile ~

My lady passed away last year...We had been together almost 13 years... She survived stage 4 rectal colon cancer for almost 15 years only to be taken by the consequences of the cure... For a while, I guess I was in shock, it all seemed so surreal... I was her sole caregiver for the last 14 months of her life....It was devastating to watch her slowly & painfully waste away to nothing, someone who didn't even recognize me at the end. I really thought I did most of my greiving while she was still alive, but it is still very difficult for me to function sometimes... Just when I think I am gonna be OK, I see something funny on TV & I turn to see if she thought it was funny, too, but of course she is not there, I managed to forget for just a brief minute, then it all comes flooding back again....I am trying to bounce back, but at my age I guess I just don't bounce that well anymore....

Between a divorce, a DUI, and moving after my ex and i decided to seperate, yeah... i've had some setbacks.

I had to have a hip replacement. The surgeon was a MRSA carrier, I got it in my femur--one month later my daughter passed away from a blood clot caused by her birth control. I ended up with 5 hip replacements--in a wheelchair for life, constant pain. Husband left because it wasn't fun to have someone in a wheelchair to deal with shopping etc. So now I am getting a divorce, raising my daughters' autistic 10 year old son--oh did I mention the almost ex cleaned out the bank account when he left? I am trying to deal with it all, trying to raise this little boy to be productive and hoping Karma is a bitch

Well, a while back, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. This definitely altered my life, and permanently. The worst thing was that all my plans were blown to bits. My whole world changed rather rapidly: 4 months from diagnosis to retirement. I had to take an early retirement on medical disability, just as my financial situation was slated to improve drastically. Overnight, I entered a surreal world of medical procedures, chemotherapy, and medical indignities. Physically, I've lost a lot of weight and gained a lot of wrinkles. Several times I've had to remind myself that this was real...accepting this new reality was somewhat difficult at times; sometimes I wondered if this was, in fact, reality.

The thing I had the hardest time with was the total and complete life change. I had worked since I was 12; it was all I knew. Now suddenly, without any warning and without my consent, all that was gone, and I had to scramble to find something - anything - to occupy my time. It took me a long time to accept my retirement...once I did, it took a little while longer to start enjoying it.

As far as bouncing back or moving on, I accepted the diagnosis right from the start. There is really nothing I can do about it. And that's fine; I am not afraid to die. What I wanted was to spend whatever time I have left enjoying myself, and that's what I'm trying to do.

About 10 years ago was the big one. Making lemonade ever since