Since my heart attack....

Since my heart attack… I have learned to be kind to myself. Oh! I was always kind to others. I always went out of my way to help. How I treated myself was a whole other thing! With myself I was judgmental and unforgiving. I often berated myself as a failure and felt insecure about my gifts. Then things changed. I realized that I was on borrowed time. I heard someone say that they took the St. Francis Prayer and applied it to them personally. Here's my version: Lord, make me a heart of peace, where there is self-hatred, teach me to love myself; where there is shame, teach me to forgive myself; where there is insecurity, teach me to believe in myself; where there is fear, teach me hope in my f

Since my heart attack . . .

A funny thing happened while I was talking to my grown daughter. She was asking for advice about my grandchildren when out of the blue she said, "You know, you should write a blog entitled 'since my heart attack...'" Up until then I hadn't realized how often I used the phase. I had a heart attack just over a year ago. Rushed to the local ER, I had no chest pain - no pain at all! I told my husband that I was a little short of breath and felt a strange cold feeling in my chest. He rushed me to the hospital despite my objections. I was a little embarrassed - sure they would quickly send me home. Instead they placed me in an ambulance and raced me to the nearest trauma one facility. My stretche

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