Something has changed. Something has definitely changed.
It's not necessarily that I'm totally happy now. But I am generally happy. And it seems the sadness I feel from time-to-time is more along the lines of the sadness everybody feels from time-to-time.
Emotional ups and downs are part of life. I recognize that and the occasional bout of sadness I feel is more along the lines of that kind of sadness than deep grief.
I still think about Faye a lot every day but truly those memories have become sweet memories of a beautiful who touched my life in many, many ways.
I sense new emotional stability or strength. I also sense a restoration of ambition and a slowly developing work other and genuine desire to start living a fruitful and productive life again. I sense hope for the future. I'm almost tempted to say I've climbed that mother of all mountains. I admit, I'll have to see about that. But I have hope.
What's happening. Creeping along, inch-by-inch, has actually moved me forward. The movement was imperceptible but I was moving forward. The ongoing love and support of friends, family and church have helped.
A change in diet has helped, very quickly, to restore mental clarity and focus.
Three hours of ministry with Restoring the Foundations have seen things click into place. And I am very grateful.
Hard times almost assuredly come. But I know I'm stronger. That subterranean monster may still be there but it's smaller.
And I press on.
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