Kind of a Pretty BIG Deal!

Last night, I got a text from my bishop.

He asked me how I was doing.

I told him.

Then, he responded with this:

GUYS!!!

I get to start taking the Sacrament again.

It's kind of a pretty big deal!

Here's the thing:

I have worked SO hard.

I have crawled through therapy... literally on some days.

I have learned so much about my childhood, adolescents, adulthood.

I have discovered so much about me and why I do the things I do.

I have established boundaries - really hard boundaries.

I have committed myself to doing this thing right.

And, I've done it.

Along the way, I have learned about people.

Not everyone is going to root for our rise.

And, that's okay.

Heavenly Father will ALWAYS root for our rise.

Always.

Prayers have been answered in miraculous ways.

Comfort has been felt when I literally could not understand the why's and the how's.

Tears have fallen like the stream in early Spring with the runoff of the snow joining the already established waterway.

I have yelled and said really bad words in therapy.

And, she's let me.

I have called T, telling her that I am just confused and overwhelmed...

And she's talked me down from the ledge more than once.

The best part of this text:

The best part was when I sent it to my boys.

That was the best part of this text.

That is the best part of all of this!