Surviving roadblocks!
I know it might sound silly to most, but roadblocks to recovery pop up daily.
One of the biggest I have found is giving away your “things”. Your truck, your clothes
and this weekend the boys came and I wanted them to have your fishing stuff,
watches, coin collections, metal detectors, tools, family heirlooms, and your
guns. As much as I want to and know in my heart you
would want them to have them too, each time it feels like I am giving away
parts of you, I am letting go of you over and over and over again. It hurts but to do anything else would not be
right either. These were things my son
and grandsons could use and enjoy and perhaps remind them of much you loved
them. I am reminded of the proverb that I will misquote here…You cannot open
your hands to accept the new gifts of life if you have your hands clenched around
the old things. I am learning that
holding on the “things” does not make me feel good, holding on to our love and
memories does. The stuff has become a
roadblock that may be"Give Me Peace, Give Me Hope" George Harrison
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