I am the moment he forgot his ex girlfriend’s name. I am the first step out of a wheelchair. I am a deep breath. I am pushing the stick forward and applying full right rudder. I am twelve steps. I am staring in the mirror, watching the corner of my mouth curl. I am his first tears about what he saw in Kandahar. I am control-alt-delete. I am the blood pumping through the veins of a man standing in his kitchen, telling his family he finally received an offer. I am eight hours of uninterrupted sleep. I am Representative Gabrielle Giffords. I am driving an 0-2 slider with a runner on third and two outs. I am the decision to be honest with myself. I am shifting my weight to my back foot to keep the tip out of the water. I am no longer playing catch and release with my meals. I am feeling the things I thought were forever lost. I am recovery.
This is a beautiful post. I just found you through twitter.
Thank you, Sharon! Chris
I knew Chris through his sister mainly back in high school. He was always larger than life and very well liked by everyone. I am not at all surprised that he has been able to accomplish so much in his life.
Chris, I’m sorry to learn about what you have been through. What you are doing with your recovery, this website and your efforts to promote awareness on the subject is very impressive and very respected.
I Am is an inspiration. Let me know if you want to catch up. Sherry has my number.
Jay – it’s great to hear from you. I hope we can catch up soon – I get updates from Sherry here and there and it sounds like you’re doing great. I remember you lifting me up on your shoulders at the homecoming dance – that was one of the great times at a period when I needed it. Thanks, Jay. Chris
Thanks for sharing your journey to healing here on your blog. I am so excited to see so many man beginning to share about their own abuse as children. Now the picture will be more complete instead of just half of a whole.
Chris,
Write a book. You “have it” …communication skills, wit and, unfortunately, terrible pain, that so many people can relate to.
I am a Catholic, a wife, mother of 3 and grandmother of 10. I live in the Philly Archdiocese where 21 MORE priests have been indicted. It is devastating. I am so sorry for the victims…there is no excuse and for what it’s worth I am offering my apology for all the trust I put into my clergy, and God forgive us all. I pushed my kids to be alter servers. I thought this was a good thing. Now, I just thank God they didn’t meet the Devil! Trust is gone. I am not telling you anything new… Write! You have the talent and can help people.
Cathe – thanks for being there for me throughout my journey. Your encouragement has been so important to me. I’m writing so will let you know when it’s published. Chris
So good to hear that you see a light at the end of the tunnel. That light, I’m sure, has always been there, but there was a lot of dark smoke blocking your way that you had to deal with first. Keep the fresh air blowing in.
This makes me feel like I can hear the crowds jumping to their feet and cheering you on! You are such an inspiration for so many! Congratulations on how far you’ve come! Keep going!!
Wendy – thank you. It took me a while to recognize my progress. Now that I see how far I have come, it makes me stronger. I’m now working with compounding interest and it feels strange, but incredible at the same time. Thanks for your encouragement. Chris
God bless you Chris, I knew you could do it.
Thank you, Nancy. I still have a long road ahead, but I am firmly on my feet again. Chris
Beautiful words. Those reminded me and give me strengt against all the pain during recovery. Thanks
I am proud to know you.
Goes both ways, boss. Thanks for all of your support.
Beautiful.
With all our love