It has officially been one year since I moved into my own apartment. Well, owned by my parents right next to their house, but it’s mine.

This is the first time I have a kitchen all to myself and no, I haven’t set anything on fire, at least not yet. I think that’s a very big accomplishment for my first year living alone.

I haven’t broken anything either. Well, the toilet paper holder fell a few weeks ago but that doesn’t count because it didn’t break and it wasn’t my fault. Last year I thought a million things would go wrong because I get spaced out sometimes, I drop things and my short term memory is no good.

My memory made and still makes my family nervous about some things like forgetting to lock the door. Because I know it’s possible for me to forget I always double and sometimes triple check all the doors and windows before leaving or going to bed. As for the seizures, I’m four years and five months seizure free so that hasn’t been a problem. I take care of my medication, taking it twice a day just like I have before I lived alone.

Sadly I can’t celebrate too much, I kind of over cooked my dinner tonight, but that happens to everyone.

Published by mariacristinasanfeliu

I’m an aspiring writer still looking for exactly what I want to write about, with a lot of creativity, imagination and desire to write. I studied Writing and Rhetoric at Syracuse University where I explored many different sides of writing through my classes and extracurricular activities in order to narrow my search for an identity as a writer. I have written for Citrus TV Noticias and La Voz magazine, both of which gave me the chance to explore different mediums in which to write in. Through Citrus TV Noticias I also gained experience in translating from English to Spanish and vice versa, which is also something that I would be interested in working on since I am fluent in both of these languages. I was also an intern at Syracuse University Press where I got hands on experience in what goes into actually editing and publishing a book. Through out the last four years I have faced a lot of challenges, which helped chape the person I am today. After being in a tragic car accident, being in comma, having a Traumatic Brain Injury, and being in therapy for over a year, I am a new me, willing to face challenges and knowing how to deal with them. I want to write about my accident and life after it to help others, show them it can be done and help in any way I can.

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