Author: walking in freedom

Happy New year to all my readers. I appreciate each of you who have read my blog this year. I finally felt brave enough to share my memoirs with each of you. I’ve wanted to write them down for a long time but started to write and then stopped. I love that I could share it with this community. It feels very freeing to be able to write it. I pray that it helps others and encourages them. It’s a tough story to read but I love the redemption and the healing that comes from the story. The biggest thing for me is that I would not be where I am today without God and people who have supported me in this journey.

I realize that I am the person I am today because of what I went through. God has given me a huge heart for people, especially children and those in truama. Every year at school He brings me a child who needs extra care. I understand, I have that love and compassion and trust that they need. Those people in your life can change how your life in ways that you never can imagine.

Every year I do words for the next year. My words for 2024 are Joy and Freedom. I spent this year in grief lots of loss but finally am coming out of that and feeling better. Throughout all the tough things God was with me throughout it all and He looked after me. I’m ready to feel Joy and Freedom. Freedom from my financial struggles, freedom from an emotional abusive relationship. Bald eagles are super important to me in my life and very significant to me. I love how they fly so high in the sky.

In indigenous culture this is what Google says about eagles. Many Indigenous cultures believe the eagle is sacred because it flies closest to the Creator. It symbolizes respect, honour, strength, courage and wisdom. In Saskatchewan, its feathers also symbolize a step forward, a new chapter in the ongoing story of Reconciliation. Wow that’s powerful.

I’m looking forward to seeing what God has for me in 2024. Do you do words for your new year, if so I would love to hear yours?

Happy new year to you all. I look forward to writing more in my blog and again thank you for reading. 🦅

As many of you know this has been a tough year for me. Grief has been for most of my year. The loss of one of my best friends, my dad going into care the loss of that father figure. The loss of financial support that has helped me live for the last 4 years. That came with the loss of relationship as well. So many losses. Throughout out all of it I felt the love and support from my friends and people I work with.

A couple of weeks ago one of my friends gave me money for Christmas. I had $1.96 left in my account. Wow what a blessing that was. At school we did a Secret Santa where we get to bless someone at our school. I got the gifts that were so thoughtful and beautiful. Yesterday in my box I picked up a gift that made me cry. Someone had made this beautiful angel. It’s all beaded and it’s another reminder that no matter what I’m going through in my life that God has His angels watching out over me.

This angel is made with love. Yesterday someone who I’ve gotten to know gave me a gift card for a local grocery store. Today I was blessed with another gift card for the same grocery store. Wow I was so blown away by both of the people. No matter what is happening in my life I’m blessed beyond belief. One of the people told me that she had been in the same situation that I find myself in and she wanted to give back to me.

I know one day that I will give back to someone else. I’m working on a solution that I find myself in one that will help me stay ahead. One where I don’t have to worry about money and one that works for me. I realized I can’t go into another year with how I’m feeling now. I’m looking forward to freedom from feeling like I can’t do this.

Today I saw a bald eagle driving home. Another reminder that God’s got all of this and it will be ok. 🦅

Thank you so much to all my friends who have stood by me and blessed me so much. I love what my teacher has the children in our class repeat after her.

I am loved

I am special

Give yourself a hug.

I need to remember these things as an adult. I am loved. I am special and I am blessed. ❤️

This has been a very difficult year for me. It’s been a year of grief and loss. At the end of January my very best friend died of her battle with breast cancer. It totally knocked the wind out of my sails. It’s nothing like I have ever experienced. I have shed so many tears this year. I’m so glad she does not have to suffer anymore. I still don’t know why God needed her home.

My dad went into care middle of September. It was a very difficult time for my mom and him. It’s so hard to watch someone you love slip away with dementia. I felt like I was losing the only sad I have ever known. He’s still there inside but it’s been really hard.

Some amazing things have happened as well. I have the most amazing teacher. She’s like the kindergarten teacher that every child wants. I love how she has me part of that class. I feel so loved. She’s an awesome teacher and I love what she teaches the children everyday. My class is really good this year and we are a good team.

I was able to finish my memoirs which have been ongoing which seems like forever. I also am moving forward with my life and putting myself first.

I believe this season of grief is coming to an end and I’m looking forward to 2024. I’m excited to see what it will bring. I want to feel happy and joy again in my life. Maybe Joy will be one of my words. I need some of that in my life.

5 months ago I became an Associate with an amazing business. I’m learning a lot about health and wellness and I’m learning a lot about how to build a successful business. I’ve met some awesome people and I will continue to do that. I’m all about giving back to others and helping people. That’s why I love this opportunity to help others. I feel blessed.

I’m wanting to write more in 2024. I recently met a local woman who is a Christian author and an editor and she has encouraged me to write more. She’s got an amazing gift of interpretation of people’s writings. I hope I can take more of her writing classes.

Throughout this past year I have learned how important friends are. I have such amazing ones that support me through it all. The ones that are there no matter what. Family also is very important to me. My mom is an amazing lady and I’m so glad that I’ve been able to spend time with her on the weekends. I’m so blessed to have her in my life.

I find gratitude in my life each day and it outweighs the tough days so much. There is so much gratitude out there. Embrace it today. What are you grateful for?

Wow I’ve not felt that feeling of rejection in a long time. That feeling like you aren’t part of something or that someone doesn’t want you in their life. I went back into that feeling that you are not loved and you are rejected for who you are. In a split second it happened and it took me off guard. I felt really small and not in control of how I was feeling. I understand why it happened but my heart felt a very different thing.

I used to feel that feeling often and it makes one feel unwanted and unloved. I do know that doors close for a reason and something even better will come along. I also know that I’m loved so much and that what happened was not about me at all.

Ugh that feeling of rejection is such a horrible feeling. Even though I know how to feel those feelings now and not run from them. I released them through tears and prayer. I reached out to a trusted friend. I felt those feelings. I love that I can release it in healthy ways even when it still hurt.

In time this too will become a distant feeling and it won’t hurt like it does right now. I hope I don’t feel like this again for a long time. It’s a feeling I still don’t like to feel.

For now I will keep praying about the situation and I know God will open the doors that I’m looking for. Rejection does not mean you are unloved. If you are feeling that today. Reach out to someone you trust because today you are loved. ❤️

After losing my best friend my dog that I loved with all of my heart. My heart was broken for a long time. That dog was with me through everything. My husband and I were like roommates living in the same home but with completely different lives. I found that really hard it seemed like we drifted further and further apart. We fought often and occasionally we would do things together. I never felt so lonely in my marriage.

As usual I was told that my husband had no changed so obviously it was me. I often felt that I was the one that was in the wrong constantly. I lived my own life separate from his and we no longer shared a bedroom. I moved down the hall. For 10 years we lived like that. To me that’s not love. I found myself shutting down with the Spiritual abuse. To be told your not doing what God wants for you is really hard to live with. It’s brutal on your self esteem and according to my husband he still loved me.

I grew super distant from him. He always wanted to go and live back in the US. That was his dream to own a farm and live off the grid. I did that once when we lived in Washington. He loved it but I found it so isolating. He wanted me to come and be with him but I wanted to be here with my family and friends. One day four years ago he packed up all his things and he left. I was glad because things were awful at home. I was done and no longer wanted him to live in my home.

Being married for 19 years to them being single and alone was hard for me. I always imagined I would be married forever. It’s taken me a long time to get to be where I was really happy with my life. I love my life I have an awesome job, great friends, lots of support and my family is here. I have a Labradoodle named Zeke who is an awesome dog. He loves me unconditionally. I have a mini plush lop rabbit which he is so sweet.

I’m blessed by so many things in my life now. I’m a different woman who is confident and knows that no matter what God is looking out after me. I am who I am today from amazing mentors in my life. Even though my life was really hard and tough God had given me huge insight on children who have trauma in their lives. I’ve seen some of the toughest children learn how to trust and just loving them so much is so powerful for them. Love changes so many things. I saw it in my life and now I see it in the children I work with.

I am an advocate for both children and adults and a voice for those that can’t speak up for themselves. I’ve had to do hard things in my life but I would never change that.

Thank you for reading my memoirs in my blog. I hope that it gives people hope and encouragement. Remember that no matter where you have come from you can do anything.

This past week I took a writing class with a writer and an editor. She’s got an amazing gift of interpretation of what we wrote. Every time I take one of her classes she teaches me so much about writing. Here is one of the pieces I wrote on Christmas.

As a child I longed to feel like I belonged and feel that love that I saw my siblings getting. I wanted to feel that excitement like they did on Christmas morning. I do remember getting a Selection box full of chocolate goodies and a Christmas orange in my stocking. Those times were great because I was part of my family.

The hardest part of that though was when I wanted that every Christmas, but for some reason now I didn’t get anything. What a feeling that is to watch your siblings get Christmas gifts and you didn’t get anything. You feel so alone, so unloved, so crushed. All you wished for was one single gift.

Christmas time growing up in Ireland was hard. Then moving to Canada Christmases were great and I felt that love and part of a family. My wish had come true. It was a simple wish. A child’s simple wish.

First of all I feel gratitude for the people in my life. The people who stick by me no matter what. I know that I’m loved that’s taken me an eternity to figure out. No matter what I have done/where I’ve been. Those are true friends. For a couple of weeks now I’ve been challenged with a friend who said that something I had done that I took advantage of her trust and that had hurt her and our friendship.

I was horrified to think that I had hurt someone who had been really close to me. I phoned them up and apologized to them. I would have made that right a year and a half ago had I known that I had done something wrong.

That explains why I have seen this person for 1 hour this year. This has been one of my hardest years and I kept trying to communicate with them. I had no idea what it was something I did that hurt them. When someone is as close to you as we were it hurts to think that I hurt them and I never would ever take advantage of them or our friendship. I now want to make it right. I’ve hurt others in my life and even lost one of my good friends because of decisions I made and who I married to. They got hurt in the process. It felt awful and they walked away. One of other friends told me that time would heal those wounds. Year after year I watched their children grow up on Facebook. My friend Wendy told me that, that friendship would be renewed. I never believed that would ever happen.

I prayed often for that because I missed my friend. Then I was invited to a Christmas shop thing at one of our local malls. You brought tickets and you got to shop and get deals. Wendy invited me to go and my friend was there that we had been apart from and another gal. Wendy and I shopped and it was good to see my friend again. Then we did more and more things and we talked about what had happened and I slowly built up that trust again. I realized that Wendy was the one who helped that happen. Now our friendship is even stronger then it was ever before. I also gained another friend and we were the 4 that hung out together with Wendy when she was alive.

It’s made me think about what is friendship to me. I wish I had known why we hadn’t spent time together this year. It sounds like there were more things that had happened and someone told me this past week that, this was probably the last straw. That hit me hard because I’m not sure why it’s so hard to tell me what I was doing was not ok. I have been totally in the dark. When someone is so close to me and knows me better then most why would you not tell me that there was a problem. That explains why this was so drastic.

I’m really sorry that I hurt this person and I told them that. To me friendship is about communicating especially if something is bothering you. I look at my friends who I have in my life and we share our feelings, we pray, we laugh, we cry, we hang out together and we are there for each other no matter what.

What does friendship look like to you?

It’s going to look different for each person. I hope this relationship will get repaired through time. I guess it will be one step at a time. I think it’s hard to build relationships without communication. It’s an important relationship to me so I will work on it. That’s all I can do. It’s also hard to not know what you did wrong because how can you fix that and most likely I will do the same thing again.

For now I’m going to concentrate on the friendships I do have that are awesome and wonderful. I’m blessed to have each of them in my life.

This saying when you figure it out move forward or when you feel depressed or in grief to be told you can just snap out of it. Those sayings make me want to scream. I just don’t get why people say these things. I know they are trying to help but that’s not helpful. I used to think there was something wrong with me. Why couldn’t I just snap out of it. Why did I have depression or now grief. Yes we do have choices in our lives. Wow do you realize that if we snapped our fingers we would no longer have mental health issues.

I used to think I was weak because I couldn’t get my stuff together. I didn’t plan on grieving for almost a year for my best friend who died. I didn’t plan on grieving for my dad when he can’t be there for me anymore.

I think of all the other people in the world who are told the same similar things that makes them think that there is something wrong with them. Mental health issues still have stigma around them. Why, why do people not understand?

Last night I feel like I was treated as fragile because I can’t figure out why I feel a certain way. Poor Sarah she can’t get it together. At least I’m dealing with my feelings and what’s happening not stuffing then under the carpet or using an addiction to deal with it. I’m feeling those feelings. I hate how that feeling makes me feel but I realize it’s not about me. It’s the people who said that.

The next time someone says that to you, why not listen to what they are going through and be compassionate. We all have feelings and if we are not in the same space as you that’s ok.

This past week I felt sad with the rest of the world about Matthew Perry and his sudden death. I had watched the entire 10 seasons of Friends during Covid and had grown up with Friends like many of us had. I cried when he had died. I loved him as Chandler Bing on friends because he was funny. I was so glad he got to go to the Friends Reunion even though he was struggling on there. I heard last year he had written a memoir about his life and how hard he had struggled with addiction. He wanted to shed light on addiction.

Those of is who have been caught in addiction know that it breeds in darkness. It’s a darkness that seems like it’s never ending and you feel like your in hell. I decided to download the audible of Matthew Perry called Friends, Lovers and the Big Terrible Thing. He reads the audible version and wow its been very enlightening. It’s also very tough to read at times.

As I’ve listened this week, I realized that some of the things he’s experienced in his life I understood exactly how it felt and it drew me back into where I struggled with addiction. The feeling like you never belonged no matter what you did. That lonely feeling wishing that your family paid attention to you and feeling like you never got into your family. The feelings of abandonment and rejection and the shame that you felt almost like you were drowning.

Trauma messes up your brain so much and you drop people before they drop you so you don’t feel that rejection all over again. Matthew Perry talked about the holes you felt often and how nothing could fill them up and for him only pills and alcohol could do that. The more he ran the more he got trapped in addiction and how many times he had to go to rehab. Those places just take you off the drugs but never got into why you started in the first place.

I wrote in my memoirs about me in addiction but not thought about it in a long time especially when I turned to alcohol to numb the pain. It’s hard for me to talk about even though I’ve not drank in 30 years. The years I did it so much I just don’t remember but I was out of control. I related to a lot of how Matthew felt. I was so shy that if I didn’t drink then I was a basket case all evening if we ever went out and if guys were there it made it worse. I had liquid courage and you felt like you fit with everyone you met and I have a really good sense of humor so it would come out more and people laughed out made you feel good.

I was really surprised how much I could relate to what Matthew was saying in his memoirs. I started drinking for the same reasons he started. I also had friends that helped me even though I thought I was hiding it well. It all catches up with you though. Thank goodness I never did drugs but when I felt God took my alcoholism away and I still did not deal with my past I just went into addiction.

I hate that Matthew had to go through all of this in his life, but one thing he did say was if he died he wanted people to know that he helped others in addiction. Not to just be remembered for his role on friends. He had started turning his life around and really helping people stop addiction in a rehab he developed. In one of his homes he turned out into a rehab program. People were staying sober because it was more than just drying out. Yes if you don’t get to the root of your addiction why you started on the first place you will continue in other addictions.

For me I had to lean solely on the Lord and He became the thing I needed to fill in the holes in my life. I had to go to counseling and talk about hard things and the worse part how to feel. I had a counsel who told me that nobody ever died from feeling. It was so hard because I numbed out those feelings. I had lots of support and even though I’ve thanked many of my counselers. One helped me over and above in her practice.

I could not have changed my life like I did without her. She was tough and I needed tough because I could and knew all the ways to get around everything. One of the things I had promised myself was always to tell someone when I fell. That was really hard but that stopped the secrets and that addiction was brought into the light. Addiction tries to stay hidden and it’s easy to hide until its not.

I’m still listening to the memoirs and I’m really glad I decided to listen. Yes even though it’s really hard sharing our stories are so important. I think of our opioid crisis right now, worse then it’s ever been. These people are someone’s children. They often don’t get help or get lost in our system. I’m lucky that I have had people who never gave up on me and showed me that I am worth it. I hardly ever feel shame or rejection which I’m so greatful for.

If you can listen to Matthew Perry’s memoirs I would highly recommend it and read about his legacy. May he rest in peace.

Thank you for everyone who has helped me over the years and Believing in me when I couldn’t do it myself. Loving me where I couldn’t sell that love and for sticking by me no matter what. This is why I wrote my memoirs on my blog. I need to finish them.

Thanks to all my readers who listened to me sharing the hardest parts of my life. We need to keep sharing our stories and through that pain is healing. ♥️

Went to an awesome conference last Saturday it was on Grief and Hope. I’ve been struggling lately and felt stuck with so much grief in my life. Grief of any kind can be tough and it seems to compound when more is packed on. I think of grief in layers that you peel back. You work on it feels better more comes you peel or back and continue to work on it. I didn’t have the money to attend the conference so one of the pastors from my church said my church would fund it so I could go. That was very kind of them and I’m so glad I went. It has helped me feel lighter this past week.

I know from issues or things in my life even if it’s hard, it’s good to talk about what is bothering you. Grief shed into the light one helps keep it from being in darkness and it helps others around you understand more of what is going on. They talked about hope leaning into it and reading the Psalms helps with a range of emotions, responses and experiences. How the psalms meet us in our stories. How there are lament psalms about loss and suffering. How trusting God in all of it. He is in control. Christ shares our suffering and how He wept with his friends. Then how there is resurrected Hope and again through the psalms of Thanksgiving.

We need to share our stories with others so that people are encouraged and given hope. This is the biggest reason why I write my blog. Our pain yes it’s difficult when we go through it, but I know that it shapes us and that pain is turned into hope.

I so appreciate all the hard work from the people who put this conference together especially our pastor . The week before she lost her dad and then did this conference. I know I was encouraged so much along with others. Grief will come and go but out of that I see so much to be thankful for.