{"id":135,"date":"2015-02-26T09:57:12","date_gmt":"2015-02-26T09:57:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/solosurvior.com\/?p=135"},"modified":"2015-02-27T10:28:50","modified_gmt":"2015-02-27T10:28:50","slug":"its-a-new-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/?p=135","title":{"rendered":"It&#8217;s a new day&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p lang=\"en-AU\">I am up early after another restless night. I go through the motions of showering, dressing and driving to work. It is still dark out as I set off for my walk.<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-AU\">As I circle the pond. I begin to hear the birds stirring &#8211; their little songs springing up here and there. My footsteps on the concrete path seem to chant &#8216;walk on, walk on&#8217;. An encouragement to keep going which I take!<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-AU\">In the dim light I see a couple of new visitors to the park &#8211; two black swans &#8211; barely visible in their graceful beauty! I am appreciating this early morning stillness and realize my soul is beginning to revive. Even the darkest cloud reflects the sun rising behind it.<\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-AU\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/solosurvior.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/swan.bmp\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-137\" src=\"http:\/\/solosurvior.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/swan.bmp\" alt=\"swan\" width=\"301\" height=\"301\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/solosurvior.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/Park.bmp\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-136\" src=\"http:\/\/solosurvior.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/Park.bmp\" alt=\"Park\" width=\"301\" height=\"301\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-AU\">I have come to understand that for me it is a moment by moment decision to choose life &#8211; not to numb the pain but to walk through it &#8211; and so far today, that&#8217;s what I am doing!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am up early after another restless night. I go through the motions of showering, dressing and driving to work. It is still dark out as I set off for my walk. As I circle the pond. I begin to&#8230;<br \/><a class=\"read-more-button\" href=\"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/?p=135\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-135","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ptsd"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=135"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":139,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135\/revisions\/139"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=135"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=135"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solosurvior.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=135"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}