Putting Myself Out There My first piece written in this series, I spoke on how all families have troubles and that my family is no different. While I do not want to go into any personal details, because I just do not feel it is right of me to do so, I will share my turning point. At close to sixty-two years old I had had my share of family troubles and was feeling it all closing in on me, from all directions. I had gotten to a point where the frustrations of it all caught up to me. The unfairness of it all, things said about me that are not true, accusations that were so broad that I could not even defend myself, blew my mind. Home alone, standing in my bathroom, doing my teeth, it all caught up with me. Odd as it was, I had actually just been laughing at my dog who I had just caught doing something funny. It was a welcomed laugh. So, what happened next came as a shock to me, seemingly out of nowhere. My body suddenly had a wave come over it, and it was like I could feel every nerve ending shutting down in my body. I lost strength and collapsed. Without going into my personal health information, I will just say that apparently it took this to wake me up. And it was not as if I had not had other things happen. But this is what did it for me. Within days I decided it was time for me to move on and to accept things, loss that I had to put behind me. I also made a bold decision to finally put my health first and to finally really take care of me. I had been trying to take care of me for decades. But this was my turning point. Loss
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