Healing is on its way, both for the bronchitis/laryngitis
and depression. I hate that I got that gene; my grandmother and her father both
had to deal with it. But I know how fine life feels when the sun comes out
again. People who have never walked in the darkness of depression can never
fully appreciate the joy of what a normal mundane day can feel like. It is
coming.
We went to Fargo
for Christmas Eve and had a really nice visit with my parents. It was a quick
trip, but a fun one.
I came home to the news of yet another friend dying of lung
cancer. That makes 5 deaths of neighbor/cousin/3 friends dying in less than a
year of the same disease. It is hard on my heart, but I stay faithfully believing in the promises
in Scripture that reassure me that healing is coming.
A happy new year to all of you who still peek at this blog.
I do not have much to offer anyone in these posts, but it is therapeutic for me,
and so I continue.
2 comments:
You have no idea how much your posts and your words mean to me. I don't comment often, but I read your entries regularly. I can't articulate why your blog speaks to me, but it does. Wish I could explain ~ but am unable. I appreciate your honesty and the insights you offer.
You were so heavy on my heart this morning, I think I fogged out my first 1/2 hour awake just praying for that glimpse of light at the end of that dark tunnel. I know if I even have a bad day...I have to convince myself that it won't turn into more. That tunnel is awful but you are exactly right, healing is indeed on its way!! Brighter days are coming, Mary.
I'm so very sorry to hear of another loss of a loved one. I can only imagine what that does to your heart. Praying for renewed strength and an overwhelming sense of peace. Love you!!
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