required this type of support. I realized that rather than
interpreting the need for mental health services as a weakness,
it was in fact a relief and a healthy support. But it was only after
my own unraveling that I was ready to participate in such help
for myself. As I came face to face with my own limitations as
a mom, rather than just sending my children to therapy when
things got out of control, I joined in. Our family is a system,
and I play a critical role. Looking back over the last ten years,
it is possibly the single most important gift of self-care that I
have given to myself.
In Ecclesiastes, it says, “Though one may be
overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three
strands is not quickly broken.” I’ve always envisioned God in
that mix of three, but I also know that another person is a part
of that cord as well. Out of love for myself and my family,
when it was time, I sought professional help. I have
experienced deep joy and pain as I explore both struggles and
triumphs with a trusted counselor. It was such a relief to realize
that neither I nor my children need to navigate the bumps in
life alone.
Colliding head on with my physical and emotional
limitations as a human and a mother was a life-giving invitation
to participate in true care of myself. In an almost ten year slow
and steady change of direction, I am well on my way to
discovering that which satisfies. If you had asked me ten years
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