Sunday Morning

Good Morning Mom,

It's Sunday morning, and I'm just getting ready to start the day.    I'm feeling pretty good today and I want to make the most of my days.    I can't help looking over my shoulder though, frightened that it will all come pouring back.   But like dad reminds me, you have move forward.   Move forward.   And remind myself that my future looks bright.   There is nothing to be afraid of in my future.   Dave continues to assure me that I will get better.  That soon this will all be behind me.   And that I will be back to myself.   Fun, loving, ready to entertain, and focus on my family and make each day special.  That I will enjoy each day.  I'm trying, I'm not quite there yet, but I am trying.  Last night we had a special family movie night on the bean bag and I felt truly happy.   I was full of love and hope.

I felt your presence.  But I also felt just the happiness of the four of us.   Our little family, snuggled together and the promise of good things to come.   

So today I vow to take one more step forward.    And enjoy whatever the day may bring, to let go of the negative fear holding me back.  And once again choose faith over fear.

I will give dad a hug from you today.   It'll be our little secret.   I'll let you hug him through me and fill him up with strength and love and happiness as he moves forward too.

Xo