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Holiday Despair

Friday - 04/09/2021 — A couple of weeks ago I told you about that horrible time of my life when I considered suicide. Then, just a few days ago, I came across this photo from 1983. A holiday picture. Supposed to be the happiest time of the year, right. But there I was, so caught up in my own internal drama, I couldn’t enjoy much of anything around me because all the mirth seemed to be buried somewhere I couldn’t reach.


The fancy clothes and stunning hairstyle were worth nothing.


I couldn’t recognize how very blessed I was to have life and health and two marvelous children.


In short, I was a mess. And this photo show it.


Now, almost 40 years later, I still have that fancy outfit (although I’ll admit I can’t fit into it, but it was created by a professional designer and I don’t have the heart to get rid of it). I still have the same two children. I still have hair (thank goodness!)


But, better yet, I have a whole new attitude about life and my place in it. My daughter has added wonderful grandchildren to the picture. My smiles abound—and they’re real ones.


Life is good. I’m so glad I made it this far.



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