Sept. 2018
To my dearest,
It seems odd I am just now writing you. Two years ago my therapist discharged me after four years of therapy leaving me with a few words. I won’t list them all but she stated in her last comment, “Your parents are your biggest supporters.”. It is odd I have not written you yet. It is odd I tend to leave you out of my speaking engagements. It is so odd I am just now writing you this.
There is so much to be thankful for I do not know if words will manage to tell my abundant love and appreciation and overall admiration of you dedication to me, my health and the purpose of Sane Jane. I never asked your perspective of these 5 years. I have never once thought about your journey to recovery. I never considered your trauma as you witnessed you baby girl deteriorate. I never considered the amount of love that fueled your strength. I am even guilty of taking all of the credit for my recovery in front of thousands without the mention of your efforts;
Needless to say I hope this thank you is well spoken and received. I hope you feel my urge to cry as I write each word, my God look what you’ve done.
To my dearest,
Our journey is unheard of. Many have stories but we have a victory. We have faced hospitalization family therapy, tense nights and solemn mornings. We have spent those unspoken hours frightened to the core. We have slept on couches and floors just to rest for a moment. My God look what you have done. I cannot even begin to write it all.
We have traveled the country me on stage, you in the audience. We have sacrificed out privacy to share hope light and joy. We pray together, we laugh together. We talk daily. It has become so ordinary I have forgot to mention you. I can’t believe I am just now writing you.
You each have this special affect on me. You have a unique volume of love shown in each and everything you do say and think. When you look at me I pray you see my thank you. When I speak I hope you feel the roots of my success. When we hug I hope you feel the desperation of me saying thank you as best I can.
This is our journey our recovery our healing space.
Every breath you gave me. Every chance I get to increase my worth and understand my value you provided the path. Each step I take you gave me direction. I have no words but I pray my actions follow suit and say thank you. I love you, the best is to come. Stay with me on this journey shaw with me this purpose. Love me when I am empty . Always remind me of my roots. I pray you see my admiration as I continue to speak touch and heal. I can’t believe I’m just now writing you. The truth is clear as day now, you are my number one supporters.
XOXO,
