It's been a year since I wrote my first post. I am relieved to look back at the post and see how far I have come. I'm healing. I still hate being alone. I still hate that I have to do this alone. But, I can say those things without the bitterness that I hear in my previous post. I was blessed this year with a wonderful friend who took time out of his busy family life to give my girls back-to-school blessings. He took time to remember that I don't have anyone to give those. He took time to ask the girls what they were concerned with and what types of blessings they might want from Heavenly Father. So much is still the same as last year, but so much has changed as well. Thankfully, it stings just a little bit less this year.
I arrived in Denver, CO last night after a wonderful delayed flight and a nice wait on the tarmac. I eventually collected my bag and met my ride from 11th Hour Trauma Retreat for a ride to the hotel. Thankfully, there were no more delays. Checking into the hotel was easy-peasy. My hotel room came with a little kitchen area, which came in handy because all the restaurants were already closed by the time I arrived. The front desk sold a small collection of frozen dinners, ice cream and sodas - so I was all set. I unpacked and collapsed into bed. The hotel provides breakfast every morning, which is a great bonus! My therapist picked me up from the hotel at 8am and we were off for a full day of therapy fun. Haha! We started the morning off with lots of paperwork, which included different assessments for depression, anxiety, and other things. We talked about the basics of EMDR and how talk therapy works vs EMDR and why they are both important in healing. We took break...
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