of recovery.
of therapy.
of support groups.
of growth.
A lot can happen in 365 days times 2.
Heck, a lot can happen in a week.
This week alone my Dad has had several diagnoses while in the hospital at Emory. Gram-rod negative bacteria, infection to the heart, gall bladder, liver cancer, hepatitis. A roller coaster ride would summarize what my family has been through since Saturday.
One of my best friends texted me last night saying, "you are so strong."
I don't feel strong at times but when I do, my strength comes from working my program. It comes from weekly therapy sessions, reading and listening to books on tape such as The Dance of Anger and The Power of Now. It is learning about triangles in relationships which prevent intimacy and how to break them. It is rewriting the legacy of myself to be healthier and break negative cycles. We can never grow if we don't make changes and my belief is it takes a professional to guide us to make positive changes.
I challenge you all to reach out to others.
Always be kinder than you feel.
I'll close with my mantra on my burlap board which has served me well for 365 times 2.
I'm okay.
I am enough.
I am loved.
I will feel better.
This too shall pass.
I won't always feel this way.
One day at a time.
I will live in the now.
It's okay.
This moment, only.
