When I lost custody of my only son when I was 28 years old, it catapulted me into a major life crisis. Depressed and filled with despair, and hating myself more than anyone can imagine, there were times I no longer wanted to be alive. But it was also the beginning of a journey of healing that continues today, 34 years later. I have grown, spiritually, emotionally, and physically, in so many ways. At that time, I made a decision that I was willing to do whatever it took to be content - at peace with myself.
Growth is not easy. It takes work, diligence, perseverance. And most importantly, willingness.
Are you willing?
Blessings,
Karen

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