It’s a longer road than expected...
This morning I had the chance to coach one of my children’s basketball teams. As the game approached I found myself with a flashback to the last time I coached, which was when I was diagnosed. And our color of our team then? Yellow. Our teams color this year? Yellow.
I know it may sound silly to some but to those who, like me, have experienced triggers that can cause panic attacks, or for me today, trigger a memory of being diagnosed, I was struggling a bit internally this morning before going.
The road of healing is longer than I thought it would be. Treatments end. Life moves one. But there are still random triggers and healing that need to occur.
What did I choose to do? Show up.
I have learned in my journey with anxiety and cancer is to not believe the fears that try to grip my heart. To face them and tell them that my faith is bigger than the fear.
I share this with you today for anyone else whose has trigger moments that attempt, or do, paralyze us from moving forward.
I invite you to join me to...
Pause. Breathe. Pray.
If the trigger is paralyzing you, extend yourself grace for where you are. But I encourage all of us to remember the trigger memory is a past event and isn’t necessarily the truth of our future experiences. When we are able, may we allow our faith to be big enough to face our fear. And like I experienced today, a new memory be born showing me I am moving forward and taking one more step away from the past. The road may be long, windy and bumpy, but may we keep moving forward, one step at a time.
And to these kids who are on my team, they may never know, but by showing up to encourage them weekly, they are a part of my continued healing. And I will be forever thankful to them for that💕🙏💝
With love and hope,