Opening the eyes of my heart.

Wow, almost when I least expect it, on any given day, there is an opportunity for recovery. What begins as a "normal" day ends in a time of talking, tears, sharing, and praying to further our growing from grief process. I never would have known the path..........

Even when feeling the calling is great and beyond anything we can imagine, there is always a price to pay and so the questions begs, "what am I willing to invest?" Opening the heart to feeling again has got to be another one of the most challenging things we have done.

For each of us, the individual process is unique; however, the pain somewhat similar. My daughter and I typically spot it sooner than the boys, but talk with them through it. It may take longer to identify but nevertheless, is precious........ and powerful.

These are the "hidden hallmarks" of our lives.

i am so very humbled to hear the impact my first book has made on many lives thus far. There is a lot to look forward too and I have even more research to do to take it further. This is only the beginning; I need to have a broad impact because trauma is becoming part of our national life.......

I can always tell when we are on a trajectory to move to another level, spiritually speaking. It then translates to the physical. 
So much to smile about.