February 10, 2017 - Uncategorized - 0 Comments
Let me start this by saying:
I love my life, the life that have had since turning my will over to the care of God on October 12, 2010. I have been blessed to be a Counselor, helping others find their way out of the darkness of the disease of alcoholism and drug addiction. It is a beautiful thing to see the light come back into a person’s eyes and soul. As a counselor, I get to witness people coming into treatment at their absolute worst, lost, scared, and more often than not; alone. I see people of all ages, races, and creeds that are desperately trying to find their way out of the hopelessness of their addiction. Broken, down, and desperate; they turn to His House/New Creation looking for a strand of hope that they will not lose all that they hold dear, to their disease. That maybe, just maybe, they won’t become a statistic, that they will become the person that they were created to be.
And it happens, little by little, hour by hour…they begin to heal.
They begin to shed the months, often years of shame, guilt, loss, and regret. They begin to walk a little taller, a little more in alignment with who they were before they lost sight of themselves. They begin to be the child, the parent, the spouse, the family member, the friend they once were; they are born again into the light and begin to believe in themselves. What a gift it is. I love my blessing that I have been given, this gift of being a counselor. It is with great responsibility and joy that I am able to show others the way, by listening to what their needs are, by meeting them where feel they are, and by asking them what it is that I can do to help; I am able to guide others with empathy, compassion, and experience.
I look forward to each new day with great hope and anticipation, for what may come my way; as an opportunity to help another person become the best version of them self. There is no greater purpose that I can think of, for me. My hope is that you give yourself the gift of possibility and free yourself from the bondage of your disease. Recovery is possible; One day at a time.
Kelly Lovejoy, CADC-I