Sometimes I feel like I am going backwards. Regressing so to speak.After letting go to the point of wanting to scream. I sense a cleansing after effect. I am exhauusted, these episodes take alot of energy.When I think I will never make it through them, I look back and see how far I have come.That's when I read all of your journals and seethe same thing.What a wonderful eye opening experience this is.I just wish that everyone I know here has the pleasure of experiencingthe same thing.What a loving gift you all have been for and to me.Thank youJacqueline PLHMayLyn's Momma
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You have come a long way and every mother on here has done the same. We are strong and will continue to get stronger, as long as we have each other.......Pam
Try to remind yourself several times a day how far you have come. We\'re all taking baby steps toward a differet life without our children. It\'s not easy, reminding ourselves is so important. That\'s why keeping a journal is such a good thing, it helps us see how far we have come. We\'ve got to stop and give ourselves some positive credit every once in a while. Keep taking those babysteps Jacqueline. Take care. Dawn
Jacqueline, you and all the mom\'s here are my inspiration. God bless you! Jake\'s mom, Kathy
You and all of us have come along way. It\'s not that we\'re there yet, wherever there is, but we are moving forward. letting go is good for us,I believe it removes alot of stress.Grief is hard exhausting work and you need to take care of yourself.It\'s like ocean waves, the grief rolls in and then receeds.In the recession you stand up and walk forward until the next wave knocks you down, but each rising moves us that tiny bit forward. Keep going, may God grant you peace, love and hugs Cathy
im still living day to day....and probably will for a long time..im staying strong and yes break down alot and ..i always will..but im looking forward(try to)..and keep praying for strength..hugs to all...love diana(codys mom)
You are a gift as well. We are moving forward together. Lots of love, Karen