... are created equal
|Loving Life - the new Mama Bear|
|At the top of the world - or at|
least the Tobermory, Ontario
|At the top of the world - |
or at least the cliffs at Georgian Bay
How has this transformation come to be? What made the difference? Why have I been able to embark on this journey with this one counsellor when others were unable to help me?
|Mischievous is my middle name|
notice the hat
|Conquering the Mile High Swinging |
Bridge at Grandfather Mountain
(best friend and cousin conquering
said bridge with me)
|The New Me in repose|
|You mean this isn't Mama Bear?|
Then who is it?
|Loving Life and enjoying Ottawa's|
Tulip Festival, May 2010
|The smile is becoming a permanent fixture|
I am truly happy most of the time
She has made her office a safe place. A welcoming place. A place of emotional comfort. Within that place, within that time, I am safe. She has given me a precious gift within those walls: the gift of (a) unconditional acceptance, but also (b) the gift of allowing me to take control of my own healing process. She does not tell me what to do. She does not tell me my faults. She lets me lead in the dance. She lets me take control of my own direction. My own progress. Our journey has become a three-way partnership: God, myself and my counsellor. How has this three-way partnership come to work? I'm really not sure myself. All I know is that it does work. The proof is in the pictures.
The journey begins with a session with my counsellor in which I relate what has happened in the time since our last appointment. We discuss things in a conversational way. She lets me lead and does not interrupt. She does not judge. She does not get stuck on work choice or get upset if I vent. She simply lets me be me and affirms me in the process. She may interject the dynamics that are at work in my life here and give me greater understanding of what is transpiring. But she never judges me. She never finds me lacking. She is warm and welcoming. She affirms me as a human being.
|My 62nd birthday, |
with one of my cubs
|2011, again with Best Friend|
(who is also my long-suffering hubby)
|On the Chi-Cheemaun, 2011,|
with my best friend
Many steps have followed since that first one. I'm still a work in progress. Never knowing what is going to crop up next, but knowing that God, my counsellor and significant others in my life are there to affirm me and walk through painful steps with me.
I treasure each day of life as it comes.
I treasure each member of my family. This blog is dedicated to them for all their hard work in helping me through.