This is a recent picture of me and my two year old son, who was only 3 months old when I had my massive stroke and I was separated from him for three months while I was hospitalized in inpatient after stroke so at that time it was tough but now I am appreciative to have these moments with him. Although being a disabled single mother is difficult, he doesn't know the difference. All he knows is love and I'm grateful for him. Honestly if I didn't have him I know I wouldn't have the strength to push to recover the way I have been. This picture reminds me that in the midst of the storm there's someone I have looming up to me and some positivity through it all. Being a young stroke survivor is different from other or older survivors because most don't have young kids or have lived their young lives already and this hit me in my young 20s. Overall this picture says I can't give up.
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