Gratitude Journal

My Hope is here, my daughter Emily is here, that is something beautiful to ponder on when I can't be physically next to her at this time. But my baby is here. That is big. She is living proof that we are loved and I am loved beyond all measures. She calls to wish me a happy mothers day and out of my frustration, I focused on my motherly side and I somehow tell her I don't need a happy mother's day, I need you in my life. Reminded me of the time I once told my psychotherapist, I don't want to see a picture of you, I want to see you! It was in the same anger and frustration that I spoke to my daughter over the phone. I don't mean it in a bad way nor meant it to hurt her feelings if anything, I'm sure she understands my anger for not being able to be around her. Anyway, Today I listend to a song that says Hope is here, and I realize, my daughter once selfharmed and I am so glad she is here. And although it hurts like hellish to be physically separated from her and ...