Ok. So to begin, I must go back. I am finally at the point where I can do that. I will not tell the whole story in this first blog, but I will catch up to the present quickly. Hope that makes sense!
We have all heard (maybe too many times) that life is a journey. That is true, so I will stick with that for now. This journey can take many paths, mostly depending on the choices we have made. But sometimes it is the cards we are dealt (ok, corny but you know what I mean). Sometimes we think we have it (the all powerful 'it') all together. That we are doing things right; we are humming along with what is expected of us. But, sometimes on this journey, we can hit speed bumps (not so bad), pot holes (um, no more please) or those dreaded Valleys. Marriages fall apart, precious babies grow up and make bad (really bad) choices. This despite all you have poured into them (geez!). And those random estrangements from people that you never saw coming.
Our journey then begins to become a process, a grieving process, a letting go. How do we cope when life presses in from all sides? Recovery can be grueling...these times of transition, times of sorrow and disappointments...life can suck sometimes. But so can the alternative. So, once again, those choices. We can become overly busy, numbing our pain, denying our feelings...or we can choose to heal from things we never chose to go through in the first place. Neither choice is easy. Healing is hard, painful work. But I have found that even in the darkest of nights, I can find greater meaning and understanding if I surrender to what there is to learn. Exceptional things! Life changing things!
So, tomorrow, my journey takes a twist I never would have expected - ever....