I hear from many people that I should be angry or depressed about my condition or frustrated with the doctors not being able to come to a complete resolution with my condition.  I have seizures that can not be controlled (as of yet).  I do have days that are VERY difficult.  And that I wish that they were few and far between.  The seizures take a lot out of me.  The consequences can have multiple affects, both with fatigue and secondary injuries (which can take months to repair).  I do however accept that life itself comes with pain.  If anyone has told you otherwise, you have been grossly misled.  Life is itself about pain and how we handle that pain.  If you are fortunate enough you will endure pain through some wonderful event like skiing and get a broken leg and have a wonderful story to tell people at the end of it.  Many like myself, have a type of pain that is a bit different, but it is still a pain that comes with a story and that I accept just the same.  It just IS.  It is a part of me.  And as it is a part of my life, I just try to enjoy all the parts of my life that I can.  I see all the little parts that are good.  The birds singing in the morning, my dogs giving me a hug, and having a nice meal with my husband.  It is the small things in life that bring us joy and let the pain wash away.  We can't change the hand that life has dealt us, but we can just learn to accept it