SURVIVING

Unfortunately, dreams standing alone are not enough to become a success.  I had to find a way to believe in myself and have the strength to pursue my desires.  Healing from the torments of abuse was first and foremost on my agenda.

Leaving my dysfunctional marriage began a battle for survival that required my undivided attention and strength.  Lacking the capacity to return to work, my financial savings dwindled to zero in just three short years. 

Finally reaching a place to re-enter the workforce an auto accident left me with a spinal injury taking over six months to recover.  With my children now living with their father I found myself facing the possibility of homelessness. 

The ultimate test of life was again pounding at my door and I was spinning in fright to find a safety net.  It was me against the world and pangs of loneliness (without my children) were echoing in my life.  It proved to be a test in survival that left me with little choice but to take the “bull by the horns”, pull strength from within and rise to the challenge.

You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call failure is not the falling down, but the staying down. 

~~Mary Pickford~~

The difference this time around was that I had the tools and knowledge required to jump the hurdles trying to block my future and my dreams.  I put my “ego” in check, tamed my once flaring pride and began to ask for help anywhere and everywhere. 

Surprise!  The floodgates flew open and help began to pour in like a river expanding into rapids just before the waterfall.  In a short period of time I was fortunate to secure full-time employment in the beautiful country of Northern Ontario. 

Moving over 225 miles north, while personally knowing only the two people that hired me, was both exciting and frightening all at the same time.  Cheers to me for reaching a point in my life where fear was no longer a debilitating disease.  I was learning to live my life, my way.

Thrilled to be back to work, I found myself with the blessings of a challenging career partnered with the freedom to dig in and really search my soul to expand my on-going healing. 

This proved to be the turning point in my life where I grew into a secure, compassionate woman.  I began to believe, without a doubt, that my future was heading straight towards all of my dreams.

To those who see with loving eyes, life is beautiful.

To those who speak with tender voices, life is peaceful.

To those who help with gentle hands, life is full.

And to those who care with compassionate hearts, life is good beyond all measure.  ~~Author Unknown~~

This blog details my personal healing journal over the past 2+ decades. I am not a medical professional and offer this information freely as personal research only.

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