The Sorrows of a Self-taught African Yogi

About two years back a very good friend introduced me to Yoga and I fell deeply in love.
I loved the way it made me feel.  For the first time after I gave birth to my beautiful little boy I found something that made me feel sexy and strong.  After doing my first Sun Salutation which is like a basic sequence of postures mostly used as a warm in yoga, I was eager to learn and do more.
I searched in the internet for more information, what was this beautiful art called Yoga?  Where did it come from?? I had so many questions but no guru (teacher) nor did I have a place I could go to, to practice that is affordable for a student. 
Instead of giving up I continued to practice gather as much information as I could.  I imitated almost everything I saw (or rather tried to) and I had fun with it.

I was learning so much about myself, about my body, my inner beauty and strength.  I began to challenge myself by staying in the different postures for longer periods of time.  I disciplined myself, I never skipped a single day of practice.  My hunger for more yoga was insatiable.

I wanted to share the joy I'd found in yoga with more people so I organized yoga days and spoke of it daily, started a page on facebook ( YBB - Yoga By Beauty) and began teaching others what I'd taught myself.  The joy I got from my 'students' was immeasurable!! It made me want to find my own guru which I thought I did but some of these classes are super expensive so I left and continued to be my own guru with the help from books and the internet. 

Then something terrible happened.  I had an operation and fell into a slump.  It was terrible, during my time of bed-rest I could barely walk, let alone practice yoga.  Those were the worst three weeks of my life!! 3 WHOLE WEEKS WITHOUT YOGA!!! It was excruciating and now I don't know why but after my surgery I just haven't been into my practice the way I used to be.  Maybe its fear of getting back into it and then having it torn away from me by some silly (but needed) surgery again.
I'm still trying to figure it out.  My students keep asking when we'll be resuming practice and I'm running out of excuses. 

It makes me really sad to feel so far from something that I once was so dedicated to and that I still love beyond measure so I'm hoping that maybe someone kicks me in the butt and I get back in the game again sooner than later!!
This is the first time I've actually addressed this issue and I guess it's my cry for help also. 
Maybe now that I've put it out there, I'll help myself to a daily dose of yoga the way I used to.