Following his sashaying rear end, I felt his pace quickening. He knew where he was going, and I trusted him. It had been two years to this exact week that we had been here last. We were returning to the room that would bring us full circle.
Three and a half years ago, it was in this room that things had triggered off the transformational choices that had led us to where we were today. Approaching the symbolic door, I recalled the exact moment that life had needed to change. As I unlocked the smooth, strong feeling door, my mind flicked back to the day that everything changed. On the day in question, it was this solid door that enticed me into the world of asking for help. I had opened the door to a person that I did not recognize the voice of and to me that was devastating. My method of recognising the voices of people instead of their appearance had slipped that day and I knew that I had to come clean about not being able to see. This was the day that I knew that I needed a guide dog to not only help me keep my independence by getting around but also to show others that my eyes lived in a different reality than theirs.
Entering back into this room, if felt homely. The energy of the room was still the same and my searching hands told me that the same equipment was still in the room with very little new additions. Their planted locations had not changed, and the sameness felt so welcoming. My outstretched feet allowed me to feel around the room that there were no trip hazards ahead of me and it was safe to walk around. I didn’t need any more accidents in this room, not after the incident with the balloon. Who would have thought that playing Keepy Uppy with a balloon could cause a dislocated knee right in front of a client? I wanted to avoid anymore traumatising incidents like this as cracking a dislocated knee back into place in front of a client was not ideal to do again. From this I became more mindful of any surrounding trip hazards. This time we will be accident free and safety conscious.
This is also the room that I started to think about writing a book. Not my What You See When You Can’t See book but a book about kindness and the positive effects on mental health that it brings. A few pages were started here in this room and now three years later it has developed into a fully formed book that will hopefully be published in the near future. This room holds so much amazing memories, new beginnings, laughter and sorrow, and it feels so good to be back in this creative room. It feels like this room represents coming full circle in life and I love every minute of it. The best thing about it is that I now share it with the best colleague possible.
Manifesting Munch coming into my life began in this room and here we are back here together.
I am really looking forward to what other magical moments that this room is going to bring us. From a reluctant thought about needing a guide dog to being gifted my sweet little Munch feels worlds apart. Munch remembers the few fun months we spent here together before we moved onto another school and he seems to be glad to be back. Playing with his toys and greeting new people into his doggy world keeps his tail wagging and my heart happy in the place that it all began.