Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life – J.K. Rowling
I have been in a bit of a bubble lately. I spent the past week helping my mother care for my father as he recovered from surgery to remove his cancer. It wasn’t a particularly easy week for any of us, but I do believe we are all rebuilding our lives.
This wasn’t my rock bottom, my rock bottom happened a few months ago, with the news of my fathers cancer, my stomach woes, some issues with my sons health, job questions, life questions, and every moment seemed to kick me down further every time I tried to stand up. I got depressed, really depressed and didn’t even want to leave my bed. I lost a will for life, I lost myself; but, I needed to lose myself, I needed to let go of who I was to embrace who I am.
I did hit rock bottom, and I hit it hard but there is something stirring inside of me now letting me know that I am building, or should I say I am re-building myself. My health is starting to make some small improvements, but they are improvements none the less. My families health are starting to make improvements as well. My life is starting to look differently and my worries and anxieties are disappearing into a pool of acceptance.
It isn’t always easy to rebuild, but piece by piece you do it and before you know it you have something beautiful you never even knew could exist.