This Kind of Love is......
We all know sadness, For years, author Pamela Walker though.
And then she realized the most powerful of understandings: that none of us are truly alone.
Alone in substance addiction.
Alone in medical diagnoses.
Alone in physical and emotional trauma.
For years, author Pamela Walker thought she was alone.
Walker wrote Guilt, Shame and Fear: The Catalyst of Spirituality to release her own pain and give glory to her higher power-and to help others face and then see past their own weaknesses and pain.
We all know sadness, shame, guilt, and fear; we have probably experienced poor coping strategies, sometimes without even realizing it; and we all could use some true healing.
And then she realized the most powerful of understandings: that none of us are truly alone.
Alone in substance addiction.
Alone in medical diagnoses.
Alone in physical and emotional trauma.
For years, author Pamela Walker thought she was alone.
Walker wrote Guilt, Shame and Fear: The Catalyst of Spirituality to release her own pain and give glory to her higher power-and to help others face and then see past their own weaknesses and pain.
We all know sadness, shame, guilt, and fear; we have probably experienced poor coping strategies, sometimes without even realizing it; and we all could use some true healing.
And then she realized the most powerful of understandings: that none of us are truly alone.
Alone in substance addiction.
Alone in medical diagnoses.
Alone in physical and emotional trauma.
For years, author Pamela Walker thought she was alone.
This kind of love, for some, is the first love.
This kind of love makes the goodness of love vanish.
This kind of love leaves us wondering, why? This kind of love leaves us wanting more of something that cannot be controlled by the forces of nature.
The feeling you get when you fall in love in the springtime, but months later you are left alone, in the freezing cold of winter, by this kind of love.
The feeling you get when you squeeze your child so tightly, with the warmness of love only a mother can give, and your child says, Mom, I can\'t breathe! through unmistakable laughter, but unexpectedly they are hospitalized, and you cannot touch them.
The feeling you get when you find yourself walking slowly along the almost empty street in your neighborhood on a fall morning-the sun shines brightly, the leaves are so beautifully colored, the air slightly cool on your skin, but storms are in the forecast.
This Kind of Love is.....
