As a therapist…

What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being?

I practice what I preach šŸ˜‚ which is to take one day at a time,Ā  be mindful of little moments,Ā  express gratitude,Ā  exercise daily or a few times a week, even if it’s just a mile walk,Ā  get up and move your body.Ā  Don’t take social media seriously,Ā  unless it’s your source of income of course šŸ˜‰.Ā  Stop comparing your life with the reel on social media . The grass is not always greener on the other side.Ā Ā 

Lastly,Ā  I stay deeply rooted in my faith.Ā  Research has shown that people who believe and practice a religion have a better structured and disciplined life.Ā  I would like toĀ  use this opportunity to invite you to give Jesus Christ a chance in your life. He is the way, the truth and the life.

God bless šŸ™šŸ¼

Healing: A Non-Linear Journey

Can one ever fully heal from childhood trauma? While I believe complete healing is possible, a part of us may always be susceptible to triggers. Our response to these triggers, however, is entirely within our control. I often speak of how far God has brought me through life’s challenges, and it’s a testament to His grace. What could have broken me as a child and wrecked me as an adult has, instead, shaped me into a better person, thanks to the healing work I’ve allowed God to do. I am, and will remain, a work in progress until God calls me home.

This reflection stems from an experience this week. Receiving an old photo of myself at age 11 or 12 unexpectedly brought back childhood memories and triggered emotions I hadn’t felt in a while. The feeling persisted even during Bible study, where a statement from my teacher led to a profound realization. A familiar word suddenly resonated differently, offering a deeper understanding of why we face challenges and how they never catch God by surprise. In fact, what we endure often serves a divine purpose. This means my traumatic childhood, too, has a purpose. While I’ve understood this before, a fresh reminder was needed.

Driving home from Bible study, tears flowed freely, and I didn’t question why. A fleeting thought of self-judgment — “If you’ve healed, why the tears?” — was quickly silenced. I thanked God and acknowledged that returning to therapy might be beneficial. At home, I revisited the old photo, zooming in on the happy, innocent little girl. I told my husband she was the 12-year-old me, immature yet yearning to be a child. I described those moments as the happiest of my life, where I felt truly free. The tears returned, and I quietly excused myself to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I questioned the sudden rush of emotion, then began to thank God for guiding me so far.

In essence, healing from trauma is a non-linear process. God often highlights areas in our lives that still need attention, not because we haven’t healed or aren’t healing, but because of where He is leading us. Incomplete healing can become a barrier to further growth. As I always say, I am a work in progress, and God isn’t finished with me yet. I am profoundly grateful that everything is working together for my good and for His ultimate purpose.

Shalom, šŸ™šŸ¼

Iamsosasmama ā¤ļø

My bedtime routine

What time do you go to bed and wake up currently?

My bedtime routine this week has been trying to get to bed between 9 & 10 pm, and waking up at 6:30am for my walk before I start my day. It’s been really good, and I am noticing I’m sleeping better. This was meant to be a challenge. I think I might stick to this schedule.😊

When Familiarity Becomes a Cage

ā€œI know you like the back of my hand.ā€
It’s meant to comfort, but often it confines. Spoken by close friends or relatives, this phrase implies deep understanding. Yet over time, I’ve realized it reflects a version of me frozen in their memory—not the me I’ve become.  

People build mental snapshots, and once those pictures settle in, they rarely update them. Even when we evolve, those around us may cling to the old frame, unintentionally dismissing growth. It’s not malicious—it’s habitual. But it’s limiting.
Mark 6:4 says,Ā ā€œA prophet is not without honor except in his hometown.ā€
This isn’t just scripture—it’s a truth that echoes across generations. Jesus Himself was underestimated by those who knew Him as a boy. They couldn’t reconcile the child they remembered with the wisdom He now carried. That disconnect speaks to how hard it is for some to accept transformation, especially when it happens close to home.
I’ve lived this. I’ve shared insights, offered support, invested in the work of growth—and been overlooked. The same wisdom sought elsewhere was once mine to give, but because I didn’t fit their mental mold, they couldn’t receive it from me. Oddly enough, some return later with excitement over ideas I shared long ago, now validated by another voice.
That kind of invisibility hurts. It’s not just rejection—it’s erasure. And while I’ve learned to go where I am appreciated, there’s still grief in being misunderstood by those who should know better.
This dynamic plays out in families too. Parents who lock their children into earlier stages can unintentionally stunt their trust. When we fail to update our image of someone—especially our children—we risk disregarding their capacity for maturity and sound judgment. To honor someone is to see them fully, as they are now.
Growth deserves recognition. Familiarity should never be mistaken for understanding. And whether as friends, siblings, or parents, we can do better. We must learn to let go of the version we remember and make space for the version that’s here.

Shalom šŸ™šŸ¼

Iamsosasmama ā¤ļø