Carride

Today's car ride was no ordinary one. It was a cold, blustery day as Pooh bear would say.  And as unplanned as the words were I was finally able to explain my pain to my mother.

She wondered about my dad. And then she was shocked about my sister. Yet not upset nor disappointed in me. I think of all the things I was concerned about was telling my mother about her revered child.

And the only thing she wished now was, that I had spoken up sooner. And though I didn't it was too late for justice for me.

Yet it was the best release of pressure I had in years. Even though my tears fell telling it. And even as I knew I would receive a migraine, this breaking the silence was the best part of my life.

Therapy has helped me in so many ways. And walking back toward Jehovah even more courage. So I can only thank Jehovah for the healing he is giving me.

And even now as I soak in warmth I cry. Not of pain but the passing of stress. And finally being free of the twisted childhood I experienced.

Some times patience and love help us. Other times it is kindness and courage. I must say a bit of all came to play today, breaking down my walls. So that the river I was drowning in could finally let go of its hold on me.

I am capable of feeling free, lifted from this . No longer does this weight push me down.

And yes this was liberating, still there is a long road to recovery. I am grateful for the time to just let go.

Now I can fill my void even more with Jehovah's words.  This brings more joy to me than ever.

How would you feel after a great depression held you low and finally you got a release, an opportunity to let go? Be free?

Me? I am embracing the lighter feeling. Time and Jehovah will heal me. One day these memories will be no more. Th