New Directions

We had our first snow last night, and today is the first day of winter break. I don't go back to work until January 7th. I didn't wake up until 11:15 this morning! I've been sick for weeks, and trying to push myself through it. The extra sleep was definitely needed. Today has put me in the holiday spirit. The boys sat around the kitchen table with me, sipping hot chocolate, while I had my coffee. We were laughing, just being silly, and I loved every second of it. I'm looking forward to this time spent at home with all of my guys. My emotions have been all over the place lately, but today I am hopeful. These past few years of recovery, therapy, and facing the painful parts of my past have been a long and difficult journey. Yesterday my therapist told me that I needed to celebrate how far I have come. She says that I minimize my progress, and I suppose she is right. All I can see are my faults, and how far I still need to go. After all of this time stumbling around in the dark, I can actually see some light. I'm beginning to let go, and I have new dreams and a new life to look forward to living. This year I'm going to work summer school, save money, and hopefully be able to become certified to be a yoga teacher. I will then need to take another training to be able to teach trauma sensitive yoga to those with PTSD. I'm driven to help others who have suffered from trauma to heal. It may take me awhile, but I can see my life turning in a new direction. Yes, I'm hopeful...