I’ve got to squeeze some fun into life,
lest life squeeze all the fun out of me.
- The sun is shining.
- My two youngest kids are out at a children’s program with our behavior interventionist, where they are having fun, burning off energy, and I get a bit of quiet time to work.
- I have an excellent friend in Toronto with whom I have been having good conversation, and he is truly like a brother to me. He’s one of the few in-person friends I have (he used to live in BC, and we have been to each other’s homes) who has stuck with me through thick and thin. Bro, if you’re reading this, you already know how grateful I am for you, but here you can see it again. (And if anyone else is reading this, please don’t get the wrong impression. This is truly a brother-sister kind of friendship and he also knows my husband. I could write a whole blog entry on how much I thank God for this friend, and maybe I will someday.)
- The microwave oven we ordered to replace the one that blew up last week is waiting to be picked up at the Sears pickup store.
- My oldest daughter, who is in long-term rehab, is finally allowed to receive and write letters. I am doing the Snoopy dance on the inside, even though I am still exhausted from adrenal burnout.
For several weeks, due to various circumstances, I had been in a deep, dark depression, which started to lift a few days ago.
I am not sure what caused it to lift.
It could have been because of the prayers of friends.
It could have been because of the remedy given to me by my homeopath on January 18 starting to work.
It could be the various supplements from my naturopath, which I started on January 11, to get me on the road to healing from adrenal burnout, kicking in.
It could have been because of answers to unspoken questions in my tormented heart finally being answered from within the confines of silence.
It could be a combination of all of the above, or it could be something I haven’t even guessed.
Up until a few days ago, I didn’t care if I lived.
Now, however, I feel like I want to get better.
I am not sure how far this seed of hope will grow, but for now, I am grateful it is growing.
This video is from May or June of 2011. I hope I can someday be that happy on a regular basis.