Monthly Archives: June 2016

Overcoming the Past

“I am not the person I remind you of, and I’m not the person I once was. I am that person that you refuse to let me be.”

We have all made mistakes, and there are some of us who have made really big mistakes. Or maybe we repeated the same mistakes too long. Either way, family can be tough. The ones closest to us are often our biggest critics. Often times, well meaning loved ones have the hardest time moving on, when we already have. What I mean by this, is their perspective of who you are may still be the same, when you have actually changed. Maybe you struggled with drugs and alcohol, or whatever your case may be. But if you have moved on from your past and are able to live a functional, healthy life, I want to say congratulations! You deserve it! Recovery of any kind is not easy, it is difficult. I want you to be aware of this red flag, this is toxic to your recovery. That well meaning loved one who still does not see us as healed or living healthy, can be a huge pitfall. We need to be careful of these relationships and surround ourselves with positive support. People who encourage us and believe in us. People who help us believe in ourselves. The truth is maybe you hurt that individual and there are some issues there. You can apologize and prove you are doing better and try to heal that wound. But they have to play their part too. If they still see us the same way, they will still treat us the same way.

   “Don’t allow others to keep you bound by the chains of your past.”

Pretty Eyes and Butterflies

Just the other morning when I awoke from a dream, I was overjoyed when I remembered who came to visit me. It was my Mother who passed when I was only twelve. Though she said no words to me in this dream, she was there. She sat up and held my hand. In her face I saw approval, I saw she hadn’t missed a thing. She was acknowledging me, in a sense, letting me know she is still with me. I saw that she was proud, she had a beautiful smile, and is still alive. Pretty eyes and butterflies did not pass away, she simply flew to a heavenly place of freedom. No longer bound by these earthly chains, no more struggle, and no more pain. I was so comforted when I woke up that day. I only wish we could have stayed there together just a little longer. That moment was real, I could feel her love all over again. And I know one day when my time comes, she will be there ready, waiting for us to be united again.