Losing my mom was the hardest thing I have been through, and I still struggle with her absence every single day. Now, whenever I visit Santa Cruz, it is the only place I go to talk to her.

Part of healing in therapy is having someone hear your story, to have a witness to the pain, anger, sadness, joy, shame, etc. it’s often someone asking questions with a different perspective.

We can choose to get help, to feel safe enough to reach out. We can pray for wisdom and wise counsel from our therapists. God has not forgotten about the light that resides in each of us.