Looking closely, you may see the little guy behind me smiling. I’ve evolved so much since becoming his mom. Around ten days after having him, I kissed my newborn goodbye and told my big kids to hold down the fort as I went out to have a Diet Coke. When I puckered my lips to kiss him goodbye, I remembered how soft they were. For an instant, I thought, he’s too perfect to leave even for a moment.
I walked out of my front door into a coma that lasted for what seemed like forever. Friends, this is NOT what we expected. However, it is exactly what we were given. Suddenly, my family had to transition from a moment of celebration to a moment of somberness.
My goodness, it’s moving to think about what they went through. As survivors, we’re normally the individuals who are viewed as warriors.
However, I believe the true warriors are those families, friends, church members, coworkers, and strangers who stood in the gap for us as the true heroes. We SALUTE you!
My inner self wants to attempt to do everything in my power to pay them back for their loyalty and dedication. I’ve learned that instead of paying them back, I can pay the blessing forward. Using my story as a platform to bring awareness to every aspect of recovering, helps my village heal through me. I remember interviewing Mom and god mom on my Heart Matters Podcast .podcast. They shared memories and encounters I knew nothing about. Encounters that gave them the strength and courage to stay the course. They let their actions match their confidence in God, the doctors, and my recovery.
Friends, it wasn’t easy for our village. I believe it’s equally important to give them space to heal.
Today, I want you to acknowledge your village. Without their support, our efforts to recover could have been immersed in doubtful energy. Let’s continue to lean on each other in this safe place we’ve created for ourselves. I promise to meet you here often to discuss our journeys. Until then, continue to focus on The Matters of YOUR Heart!
❤️ Dr. P~
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