How I healed from divorce...
When going thru my healing journey, someone reminded me of my gifts. It was the strangest thing...because there I was Falling Apart. And someone thought I should think about my Gifts. And I got so curious and annoyed by this suggestion, that it made me think - Of the actual GiftS! And the more I thought of it, the more I discovered the things within me that I had put aside. Poetry was one of those things. A gift. And so I started writing down my pain. Telling my story. In no time, poetry would become major part of my healing journey. Who would've thought that A pen, A Paper, and Spoken Words, Could Heal? What gifts can you lean into along your healing journey? Drop a comment below.