I've learned to be grateful I've never won the lottery since, with even a little hind sight, I can see that I am capable of fixing things that are absolutely NOT ready to be fixed.
So many things take time to unfold. When I lived in Florida I had a beloved friend who brought me a hyacinth in a pot. (This, my favorite spring flower, does not grow in gardens there.) I never see one without thanksgiving for the many small and large acts of kindness that she sprinkles with such grace. But I have had very little luck with getting bulbs once forced to bloom again my garden.
A family counselor told me some years ago that she had decided that, although counseling can be a great value, the essential requirements for moving forward are a capacity to believe that is possible and an openness to change. Such things can not be bought, given or driven for another person, no matter how much we hope for a better life for those we love.
One thing, I believe, can help. That is to live a personally hopeful life of growth and purpose. It shines light and love all around because our lives speak more loudly than our voices.
What will you do today to make a small change in your own life? How can new thinking or rethinking, acting rather than reacting, embracing humility over being right or love over judgement in even a small matter lead to healing for yourself and by reflection for those you love?