At first, I was reluctant to attend a support group for families with a loved one with mental health issues, convinced that hearing others’ struggles would only discourage me and bring no comfort to my aching soul. After all, my pain seemed enough. Plus, at the time, I believed in a short few months, we…
How does one find peace in unwanted circumstances? As I stand in inches of toilet water, I am thinking to myself, “THIS IS NOT WHAT I NEED.”It has been a week full of heart-wrenching difficult things. Indeed, I cried out, “God, could I not get a tiny bitty break – my heart is already bleeding…
I awakened in the morning, and something seemed amiss, but I couldn’t quite figure it out. Still groggy and searching for something wrong, I crept out of bed. Barefoot and still in pajamas, I ran down the stairs towards the noise – that strange noise. My kids were still fast asleep, and my husband was…
Do you often hear from a loved one, “my life sucks,” or “everything is horrible in my life”? In that moment do you immediately go to the place of trying to fix it or make it right? Are your words adding to the suffering of others? I know by nature the optimism in me comes…
I stood over my daughter’s bed and screamed at her, “Get up, get up, get up,” as she repeated, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.” Her reaction seemed absurd. As her mom, I expected Marie to do what I asked. Did she genuinely have limitations? Was she physically unable to get out of bed?
Do you always listen to that voice inside of you? The cold water rushed up into our faces as we tried to understand what had just happened. I first started working to gather my belongings, then quickly looked around counting one child two, oh my gosh where is my third child. He is missing!…
As I squeeze my eyes shut tight, wishing, and imagining life were different -it takes me back to a place and time where I can hear those precious little footsteps making their way to my room. I see her, my beautiful girl, standing beside my bed in her flowing white nightgown. “Good morning Mommy,” the…
Sometimes Mother’s Day hurts to the core, and we don’t think we can find any joy. A day not so long ago, I awoke with heaviness as if bricks were piled high upon my chest. It hurt to breathe. I thought to myself, do I have to open my eyes and get on with my…
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