Almost one year ago, I was delivered a "one-two" punch of such magnitude that I barely survived. In my state of shock, I searched the internet, over and over again, looking for someone who could relate to my situation. I was looking for anyone but could find nobody. I felt so alone and overwhelmed with grief and anxiety.
So, here I am. One year later. I not only survived but I thrived! God sent me help from so many different people and sources and for these I am eternally grateful. However, for the past month or so, it has been on my heart that there are other women who have gone through the same experience as myself and they, just as I, will have no luck finding support and encouragement on line. I really do not want to re-live my experience and sometimes, I fear that I have PTSD in that I tend to avoid anything that will even bring up a memory of my experience. Maybe, writing this blog will serve a dual purpose and be not only a form of therapy for me but also a source of encouragement and empathy for another wounded woman!
God is the Great Physician. He heals not only our physical bodies but also our hearts. I know because mine was ripped asunder and by all rights, it should not be back together and beating steady but it is. Praise God From Whom All Blessings Flow!
In my next post. I shall begin my story.
