It Takes a Village

My lesson learned is that “the human spirit” can recover and heal. It takes patience, gut level sharing with family and friends, research, and lots of soul searching. It also takes love from those that mean a great deal. (family and friends). I am also fortunate because I believe in counseling and advice. I have two mentors who have helped me through this last year. Last year was devastating with the serious illness of my youngest daughter, the illness and quick death of my younger Sister, family stresses connected to both events, a decision to move geographically, leaving near and loved friends as I moved many miles away. With acceptance, prayer and courage, I am in the healing mode. Always, hang in there and work toward healing. It does happen.

“Pain is a pesky part of being human. I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air.” C. JoyBell C.
“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.” Cormac McCarthy