Now that summer is officially here, the flowers sprouting up outside are beautiful, the hawks overhead inspiring, and the blue skis with light afternoon rain remind me of my childhood. We spent summers and vacations not far from here as I grew up and we explored the mountains during the day, read on the day beds during the afternoon rains and barbequed dinner under clear skies. My favorite memories of all time.
In high school I was hit with the disorder of depression. Though it is mostly under 'control' now, I hate those days when the urge to end it all just creeps up into an otherwise beautiful day. The problems of loneliness. I've thought of moving closer to my children as I never seem have time to slip into the darker moments. But where I live is so beautiful and there is something to be said for the quiet life. Just not too quiet.
Still, I can say the things I am grateful for so far exceed the bad. And I'm thankful for the down times because each negative experience has led me to have more compassion for those in similar situations and that makes me feel good about me and how empathetic and understanding/non-judgmental I can be. May I always be grateful for the blessings God has given me despite the bad days.
Thank you Lord Jesus.
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