By Dr. Nancy Buck
My life was falling apart. My husband of 24 years left, saying he wasn’t sure he wanted to be married to me anymore. He needed time on his own to figures things out. My twin sons had left for college. The family dog ran away.
I was alone in our home, but there was no more “our” or “we.” Was there even a home anymore?
I didn’t know what to do. Crying didn’t help. Talking with my sisters and friends gave me only temporary relief.
Day after heart breaking day, the sadness, isolation, failure and oppression was unbearable.
My lifeline, it turned out, was my journal. Every morning I wrote my three morning pages. Every evening I listed five things I was grateful for. Most days my gratitudes consisted of:
1. I am breathing in
2. I am breathing out
3. I am breathing in
4. I am breathing out
5. I am breathing in and out
The lessons I learned during that time were many. The most important lesson was to keep breathing no matter what.
You never know what might happen next, what internal strength will be discovered, and what gifts will be revealed in the next moment.
And if you don’t keep breathing you never will know.
So keep breathing, in and out, in and out, in and out.