This blog is about recovery. We are all recovering from something pretty much every minute of every day. None of us gets through life unscathed, unhurt, untouched. But by the same token, none of us gets through life unloved either, sometimes you just have to learn to how to do it yourself. But that’s too much to talk about here.
It really doesn’t matter what we are trying to recover from; a tough childhood, a harsh religion, loss of a personal relationship, financial ruin, maybe even an injury. It seems like the steps are all the same. Sometimes they are just baby steps for certain and occasionally we might leap forward for a day or two. Other times we need to fall back to baby steps again for a while. The point is, it can’t be done without putting one foot at least slightly in front of the other, and doing that for a very long time.
They say a woman’s home is an extension of herself. I hope that’s true because that’s where most of my recovery has occurred. By putting my home back together one repair at a time, I can do the same for myself. I was recently describing to someone the multiple projects I need to do on my house. She, not being a DIY type, asked me if I planned to stay here. All I could say was, “I have to put it back together, even if it takes me the rest of my life.” Because, really, what other choice is there?
I guess it might take me the rest of my life, too. But that’s okay because I have a lot to recover from and I’m hoping the solitude and hard work will help it along.
DIY Recovery 