Over the weekend I had some triggers that brought up pain from a recent loss. ( December )  I understand and acknowledge that this ‘loss’ is actually a blessing in disguise, but the sadness crept in and I found myself living in the past, wishing things had turned out different … wishing I could get back some part of what was. 
Realizing the truth of the situation, I sat on my bedroom floor last night, my arms curled around my legs and I prayed.  I find praying to God a good way to show compassion to myself.  I also reasoned with myself in a loving way, like I was talking to a dear friend.  I told myself that it’s okay to remember.  It’s okay to miss someone.  It’s okay that certain triggers set me off and to know that if that happens in the future, I’ll handle it better.  I rubbed my arms and gave myself a big hug, then got up and stood in front of mirror.  Closing my eyes for a moment so I could feel my team of benevolent Beings who surround me every moment of every day … I opened my eyes, looked directly into them in the mirror and told myself how much I love myself.  I told myself that I know that little girl inside was hurt, and that everything happens for a reason and that we … her and I … were going to be okay.  I told myself how wonderful I am and how much love fills my heart.  I told myself I am beautiful and loving and that it’s his loss he’s no longer a recipient of my love. 
I find mirror work to be a powerful tool of self-compassion.  In fact, I have 5 daily goals and mirror work is one of them and last evening I used that tool to my fullest ability.  I flooded my mind, heart and soul with an abundance of positive affirmations about myself.
Today … well today I feel great!  I am grateful for everything that happens in my life.  Good and bad.