The Year My Broken Collarbone Taught Me To Dance In The Rain

close up of feet in sport shoes funning

—- This photo; a clue to that one unforgettable event one year ago I’ll never be able to forget.

Yesterday, August 5th at 6:15 in the morning, I popped my earplugs in to hear the music as my routine thought popped up before I began my routine run.

I’m able to run again . . .WITH A PONY TAIL!
(That thought always gives me that needed inside grin.)

Another thought then came to mind.

“OH MY! Tomorrow marks the anniversary of when I ran and, and…FELL!”

That though made me grin that entire run, feeling even more thankful I’ve been able to run these last few months. (Don’t worry; extra careful, of course.)

Yep. One year ago, August 6th, 2019 I (gulp) broke my collarbone followed with much needed surgery.

smiling woman wearing arm sling

You can read more about that unforgettable day right here. Read what caused these last 12 months to be wrapped-up with pain and tears, but thankfully along side laughter and peace.

When I wrote that post, I wasn’t yet fully aware how long and difficult it would be to get my arm and shoulder back to its pre-fall ability. Get a feel from reading here how I did feel after learning more what I was up against.

As months went by, finally realizing there was possible hope, there was one fact I held to even stronger; Cling to God while working your tail off to get better. This past post shares how I made sure I did all I could and why.

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s learning to dance in the rain.

This quote reminds us all that we may not be able to avoid a storm that comes our way but, with Gods help, we can still find peace, and yes, perhaps even enjoy our life, no matter what the weather might be.

It’s been both a long year and a fast year for me; discouraging along with encouraging. It’s made me hold even stronger to one of my favorite sayings – God’s plans are perfect and has us run into trials He knows is best for us.

And now for an update. – I, Marianne Full-Of-Thanks Petersen, am 90% back to normal, doing things unheard of six-months ago. No longer can I use my broken collarbone as an excuse not to mow the lawn, weed-wack, or move those extra heavy boxes with my left arm. But it’s one of the simplest things in life I can do again, often appreciating even more; putting my hair in a pony tail.

And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.
— Romans 8:28

You can follow Marianne on Twitter at @mariannesmemoirs and read more on her blog, mariannesmemoirs.com.

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