Help!!!!!

There comes a time when relying on self only deepens the wound and drains one of all energy…negative & positive.  Walking around on half empty was interfering with my job and my interaction with all those around me. One night while sitting on the floor going through my baby’s keepsakes I stumbled across a pamphlet encouraging mothers who have lost a child to seek help.  I sat for a moment looking at the pamphlet realizing there are no such things as coincidences.  Apparently, the universe (GOD at His best) was trying to get my attention.  I carried this pamphlet around for two days and on the third day, I made the call that would change my life and my way of thinking.  I made an appointment with a counselor for emotional HELP.  I remember this day vividly. Normally traffic was so heavy during rush hour, but this particular evening it was smooth sailing. There were no obstacles in my path. I remember tuning into the radio and hearing a breaking bulletin, that M J had passed away. (One of the most electric entertainers of our time)  For a brief moment, I thought my child was in the company of another angel.  I digress.  I was somewhat excited that I made the first step by actually following through and arriving at the counseling center.  So many discouraging thoughts ran through my mind.  “Will I be judged, Will this person really listen to me, Will I be stereotyped for life, and most importantly, will I be known as WEAK!”  I sat in my car for what seemed like forever trying to decide if I should go through with this.  Who would be behind that door?  Will these people really be open to my pain?  (Group therapy-something different for sure)...Seeking help was something foreign to me. Usually, I was always the one giving the help, but receiving placed my heart and soul in a place of unfamiliarity.  Behold I stand at the door and knock…will you let me in?  Will I.. that is the question #helpinghealhearts...to be continued