Moving Forward

Sometimes I think that I have moved so far ahead in terms of spiritual and mental progress. Then I will start talking to someone about something that I have made it through and all of a sudden it’s like, “What is this wetness on my face? I’m crying? This incident can still make me cry?” Then I start to wonder how far I have really come.
Yesterday I was talking to my mom about an incident that happened with my family. Everything was going well, but near the end, I just broke down and started tearing up uncontrollably. My nose even stopped up. I had no idea that I still had those kinds of feelings about what had happened. I thought I had moved upward and onward, but I was just a mess. I know someday that I’ll be able to tell people about it without crying. I can talk about so many things that happened during my childhood with a straight face, but I guess when it comes to bad things that happen to or involving my kids, I’m a lot more emotional. Maybe I just need more time.