When I started, I had no idea of the emotional journey I was about to take. I was flooded with heartache as I went through boxes filled with baby blankets and fabrics I had saved- an empty journal bought with the intention of filling pages with baby milestones, opened but unused medications left over from fertility treatments. All items I hadn't been ready to deal with and so, I burried them.
I wish I could describe the pain that filled my soul wondering if moving on meant giving up.
Through my journey to healing I am learning to feel every emotion in it's entirety. As I held each item, I allowed myself to feel deep sorrow. I honored it. And you know what? It didn't last forever.
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