Monday, August 25, 2014
Courage
The last few years have been a scary, roller coaster journey of dissecting the past, breaking down walls, building up character, and learning to be the most amazing ME I can be.
I have made mistakes, poor choices, and downright horrible decisions in my life. I was in an endless wash cycle ... soil, soak, wash, rinse, dry, repeat.
When I got pregnant with Colton I thought my life was headed the right way. I had myself convinced the errs of the past were behind me, that life was good, and that *I* was healing. I thought I was with the "right one" and that everything would be wonderful and bliss forever.
I was obviously still thinking like a child.
When Colton died, everything died. And, while I regret a lot that happened, I am forever grateful for it as well. I reverted to my "old" ways (were they really "old" or just buried) and I self-destructed.
And it was the best thing that could have happened to me.
Of course, not losing Colton. I would do anything to have my little boy back. I miss him with every ounce of my soul and heart. It took losing him, though, and losing myself, to be able to rebuild.
It really wasn't until I was pregnant with my rainbow that I started rising from the depths of my emotional and spiritual grave. Priorities changed. Thoughts changed. Morals changed. I changed.
I have learned to value myself. I have learned I am the only one I can rely on. I have broken past patterns and become the person I really am meant to be.
The journey has been filled in tears, struggle, and heartache. I am challenged daily and set up to fail. And with every obstacle, with every punch, with every trigger that in the past would have broken me I draw strength. I will not be broken again. I will not repeat past behaviors. I will prevail above who I was, what I've done, and - most importantly - what I've lost. I will have the courage to continue to grow and become who I was always meant to be.
When Colton died, so did I. Somehow, though, that was exactly what I needed. And I can't help but think that he's happy, and he's proud, of all his momma has accomplished. I do it for him, I do it for me, I do it for Delaney. I can't change or fix the past, but with courage I can be the me I was always intended to be.
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Beautifully said!
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