On my other blog, MiKael's Mania - Arabian Horses I've done a couple of posts about what Christmas means to me these days. With so many survivors struggling with the holidays, I thought maybe it would be fun to share how Christmas has changed from those old days at home in my toxic family to something I look forward to.
My Christmas Eve post A Christmas Memory - An Arabian Horse Meets Rosey the Reindeer shares an incident that occurred during my very early days in my healing process. The horse in this story is my very first horse, Scandalous.
I wanted an Arabian horse as long as I can remember and part of my recovery was allowing myself that dream. I haven't shared her story here yet, but that day is coming. Scandalous saved my life. She is no longer with me, but her memory keeps me going. This story is just one of those memories that are so special to me.
My Christmas Day post, Believe in Santa Claus and Arabian Horses, of course...... shares a story that to me is what Christmas is all about. I don't think about the Christmas's I should have had anymore, I think about the Christmas's I can make for myself and my family for the future. Living by the spirit of this post has put the joy into Christmas.
Also don't forget to keep praying for JIP. With her therapist gone on holiday, JIP will be vulnerable to attacks from those trying to force her back under their control. Her need for support and prayers is going to be ongoing here for a while.
Merry Christmas Everyone!!
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