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EmailAs the colors of the trees turn to a vibrant fall landscape I am reminded that this is a very difficult time of year for so many of us. It should be a time of harvest and plenty. For some the most rewarding time of the fall is Halloween. It brings to mind children going door to door dressed up to look like fairy princesses and Darth Vader. For me it is a time when painful Halloween memories rear their ugly heads, and disrupt my thoughts. I have had a rather” bizarre” childhood and I am reminded by every autumn leaf, costume, and smell that the fall brings just how painful that childhood was.
But this is not about the child that was wounded in the 1950’s. This is about the result of that pain. This is about being thankful to God for sparing my life and giving me a wonderful husband, children, grandchildren and extended family.
You may say, “well I have nothing to be grateful for, I am still suffering from my past, and you don’t know the hell I lived through.” My heart goes out to you the most, and I relate to that pain.
Sadness and sorrow broke you many years ago and till this day you feel stuck in a world of always seeking but never finding. I am not saying my life it perfect, but it is GOOD.
It has been said that life is a journey. It can be an awesome journey or a journey that continues the pain. This is where we have the choice.
I can list so many reasons why I am grateful it would take volumes to cover, but I have limited space so let me briefly share from my heart. By all accounts I should have never survived my childhood. The fact that I did have afforded me two wonderful children, the chance to be the grandmother (to three pre-teen children) I would have wanted in my own life and friends who have become my extended family. I have been paired with people who have truly taken an interest in my healing and recovery. I have been blessed with the strength to move passed the past and I see this as a second chance. You see the first chance I got didn’t amount to much, but now I can give back from the pain, horror and experience that have made me who I am. And who am I? Just a woman who is thankful to be alive to tell you life is not always perfect but the concept of a thankful heart will heal the most wounded spirit and bring peace to the most painful memories. I wish you peace and strengthening for your soul to be thankful this holiday and throughout the season, because --you are “ALIVE”.