How Good It Feels...

To smile. To laugh.

To forget - even temporarily -  the trauma of the past 6 months.

To handle things because I'm capable, not because I have to.

To have a new appreciation for the small joys in life; Saturday nights at home with the kids, a good nights sleep, a day (multiple days) without tears.

To begin to believe that there is light and happiness in my future.

To begin to let go of the why and understand that although it will never make sense, it's not mine to have to justify.

To feel the stirring of the urge to once again write, to teach and to be creative.