After a brief stay at my mother-in-law’s house, I’ve finally returned to my own home. I’m so happy to be in my own house. The familiar space, my well-worn belongings, and the comfortable air embrace me. My parents are here too, and it’s wonderful to see my beloved sons again, whom I hadn’t seen properly while in the hospital. My heart ached deeply from being separated for so long. Realizing how long I had been disconnected from my family since my stroke, feelings of apology and longing intertwined. Perhaps that’s why these moments now feel even more precious. We talk, eat fruit, and laugh together more often. I’m finally realizing the happiness that ordinary daily life brings
My father-in-law, too, asked me various questions, continuously curious about the difficulties I’m experiencing due to the stroke. I often wonder about my own condition now. I still can’t speak fully, and my memory isn’t perfect, but just being with my family like this feels good. Really good. While joyfully talking amidst their warm gazes and constant attention, a scene suddenly popped into my mind.
There was a “big tree.” It was that powerful image I experienced during the period when I was unconscious and wandering in the hospital. It was an incredibly large tree. It was a very vast space, and only that one tree stood firm. There was nothing else. I was there alone. It was a truly quiet, silent place. That scene is still vivid now. It feels as if I was actually present there.
At that time, I thought, “Is this death?” “Am I alive or dead right now?” The space was so quiet and empty that such thoughts came to me. Truly no sound could be heard. In that absolute stillness, as if all sounds of the world were cut off, I doubted my own existence. My father-in-law also heard this story from me and said, “That’s truly amazing,” expressing his curiosity. In truth, I still don’t fully understand the meaning of that scene. I don’t know if it was a hallucination due to brain dysfunction, or if it was truly a place where my soul briefly rested.
But now, since I’m alive and speaking, and thinking, I don’t think I’m dead. I feel alive. The fact that I overcame those terrible moments and returned to reality feels like a miracle. And someday, I want to recall that big tree and that quiet space once more. I wonder if it wasn’t death, but a sanctuary where my mind briefly rested. After enduring the storm of the stroke, the quietness and peaceful feeling I experienced then now bring me great comfort. I gain strength for my future recovery journey within that peace. I hope this story brings peace of mind to other stroke survivors as well.
✅ Simple, Repetitive Word Practice – Speech Support (English)
- Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom Broom
- Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry Strawberry
- Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage Napa cabbage
- Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person Tall person
- Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan Hand fan
- Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion Dandelion
- Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers Sneakers
- Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat Goat
- Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear Pear
- Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano Piano
- Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane Crane
- Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling
- Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle Circle
- Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle Turtle
- Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail Nail