I love that I have a place where I can share my thoughts, and I appreciate more those who give feedback on the ramblings that are the result. I know I have talked much about the healing process for me from the life before, and I am grateful for each step I make forward...keeping in mind the old two steps forward one step back philosophy.
Truth of the matter is, that since I made some very hard decisions just a few short years ago, I haven't really experienced a true step back. It's all been a forward motion, maybe a side step here and there, but merely a pause before moving on.
Recently in a facebook post I shared about an experience that as I recall there were moments I did not feel like I would recover. If there have ever been times that I thought I might just slip right over that proverbial edge and never come back, this life experience would have definitely been one of those times.
As I shared about this heartbreaking tragedy on my daily connections to my facebook family, someone noticed and wanted to share the story with a different audience. I agreed, I shared, and I cried a little. But the biggest thing I remember about the whole event were those who came to help. Those whose words and gifts now make me smile and understand that the lesson for me was gratitude for family and friends. Appreciation for a great community not unlike the one I live in now. And for the healing grace of time. If you have desire to read about one of my darkest nights and the days full of light and love that came after, check out the article written by my friend Monica...in our local paper...
http://www.cleburnetimesreview.com/local/x1750828661/Helping-hands
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