3 Things of Gratitude: House, Home, and safety.
I am grateful for the safety of my home. I cannot stress this enough. Nor, will I ever, ever take for granted the peace and comfort I find here, in the house I purchase for myself,by myself. From the warm glow and fresh scent of a burning candle (or ten) to the towering oak trees that I could watch for hours, as though they shield me from imagined monsters trying to steal my coveted serenity. Being safe vs feeling safe – the struggle is real, my friends. Tonight I felt violated, attacked – the fortress penetrated. But alas, I remained secured – no one was hurting me. I was safe – I am safe. Yet, I sobbed tears of old hurts, old betrayals, old demons, and old losses as if they were anew. Security and a sense of safety are priceless and are to be cherished and protected. I had to remind myself feelings are not facts. And repeat again and again, “I am safe”.
I am grateful for those friends that surround me with love and can bring me back to center – bring me back to my home, remind me of my security.
It has been a long night. It’s now the 8th and I need to move forward with my day. It’s not easy. I am grateful God has given me the strength and purpose to overcome and move forward.
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