Opening the door to wholeness

I didn’t know it at the time, but I grew up in a family with issues. Don’t misunderstand me. My family was and is a loving family, but there were a few places in our lives where things weren’t quite right. Even though I know that that statement could be made about every family I’ve ever known, it is still hard to admit that there was dysfunction in our home. But that fits, because a large part of dysfunctionality is denying that there is a problem. I share this with you because I’ve learned that who I was back then has a big impact on who I am now. By looking back at the formative influences of my life, I can better understand some of the reasons I act and react the way I do today