Last night I sat in a room full of women who lost their beloved husbands.
Well I wasn’t really sitting with them but I was on a big screen via video conference, from California all the way to a beautiful church in Atlanta.
They listened to what I had to say and as I was sitting in front of my computer looking at them even before they started talking I knew them. I knew their pain their loss and their struggles.
But I also knew their capabilities, their strength and their insane courage.
I knew that if I could be happy again so could they.
I wanted to jump through my computer screen, teleport across America and land in that room in this church they all gathered in.
I wanted to look them in the eyes and say “your pain can be transformed to something so powerful and beautiful.”
I wanted to tell them how they are the superheroes of the world.
How they are the most courageous people in their neighborhood.
How their kids are the most wise kids in their classrooms.
How they will grow to help others.
How they will have the ability to make the world a better place because they know sorrow and they know what it’s like to have to say goodbye to the person they love the most.
I wanted to sit there forever or until I made sure I gave them all that I had known about loss and about reentry to life.
I fell in love with them instantly.
Just like I am in love with you even though we have never met, something inside of me knows what it’s like to be you.
And I am here every week to make sure you know you are not doing this alone, you are not lost. You are just on your way to a new life and the road there is unknown and bumpy.
The road there is a little dark too.
I have to be honest with you and never sugar coat anything.
The road there is tough to say the least.
But you are made of something incredible and you won’t break.
You won’t be destroyed.
You will make it through.
In the end of my video visit with these women I told them to take small steps, always start small but make these steps crazy.
Make them fun. Insane. And so out of the box.
So I will end this message by telling you the same thing.
Be bold in your kitchen when you cook dinner.
Be bold when you choose your living room color on your wall.
Be bold when you speak to your family about how you feel.
Be bold when you go to the hairdresser and go for a cut you never had before.
Be bold when you buy a new dress.
Bold is your last name because you have gone through the impossible.
With some bold moves,
P.S. Class registrations for Coffee with Christina have been rolling in fast. And our new Life Starters community is ready to receive the very first few hundred people who will join. So if you have been alone, lost and afraid this is for you. I wish I could put sparkles on these words and lead them into your heart. I hope you join. And thank you to so many people who have been gifting the class to someone who needs it.