Saying Goodbye :(

So my dog died this afternoon. He was 12 and a half years old, and had tumors on his heart, so we knew it was coming….but it still really sucks ya know? He was small little shi tzu but a big part of our family. We’re all really saddened by his death.

On top of that, I’m at my sister’s house right now hoping with all my heart that her cat Dante returns home. He’s an indoor cat, and my sister and her husband recently moved. He escaped this morning and hasn’t been seen since…and there’s a busy road very near as well. We’re all praying for his return.

All of this has brought up a lot of scary feelings…sadness, grief, fear, anxiety. At the website I talked about in one of the last posts (MentorConnect), we talked a lot about feelings and not running from them. Boy, am I being tested today. I realize (especially today) that with all these feelings, the first thing I do is resort to symptoms. I am doing my best to thought-stop and keep myself on track, but in all the stress, it’s difficult.

A friend of mine in treatment told me once that ‘each minute is a brand new minute to start fresh’ – you don’t need to wait until the morning, Monday, or the first of the month to begin recovery again. I’m trying to hold onto that thought a lot right now.