I'm a big fan of coaches. Life coaches, health coaches, career coaches, yoga coaches, etc. After almost two-and-a-half years of therapy, I was tired of examining the past and at the right time, two fantastic coaches entered my life. My career coach explained to me the difference between therapy and coaching was exactly that. Therapy focuses on your past and coaching focuses on your present to future.
What I do know, is the greatest honor I can give his memory is to never forget how short life is. How fleeting our opportunities to be with people we love are. How lucky I am to have a spark of light for a husband. How lucky I am that I got to know Sam and I'm getting to know Susan better now. How lucky I am to have kids, and a mom, and a mother-in-law, and friends to drive me crazy!
There was a time when I would've been humiliated despite there being no one to bear witness to my tampon crisis and underwear snafu. I would've called myself all kinds of names synonymous with dumb. I would've packed it in, called it a night, kissed my $25 and girl's night out goodbye because who wants this dumb b*tch who can't even pull on her underwear the right way at their yoga event?