A note to my family and friends; this is a journal of my battle with depression. It is raw, it is real, and it may be hard to read at times. But this is all a part of my healing. It is powerful and therapeutic to have an outlet, and if God can use my heartbreak and struggles, how worth it this will be! If you feel led to walk this journey with me, please do. But please don't pick apart what I have said in the midst of a dark day, and use it against me. This is intended to be a source of processing the dark, while seeking the Light. If you are able to understand that, please join me on this journey back to health. Also note that I have no desire to hurt myself. My truest desire is to simply feel better.


Monday, September 13, 2010

Got My Groove Back

I had a really nice evening with V. Thank God!!!

It started when she woke up from her nap crying really hard. I told her to get in bed with me (I was laying down elevating my ouchy ankle). She wanted me to cuddle her. When I asked her what was wrong she said “I miss you.” She told she missed me at least three more times. We cuddled and then she asked me to sing her the moon song. So I sang. Then she asked me to sing some more. I sang her several Camp Newaygo songs along with a couple of praise songs that I learned when I first became a Christian. I love singing. What could be better than snuggling my daughter, stroking her hair and singing some of my favorite songs? Nothing.  It is a memory I will cherish forever.

I could have chosen to feel guilty about the fact that she was telling me that she missed me. But I chose not to feel guilty. Yay Carly. I chose to enjoy the moment and to enjoy my daughter.

We later played outside. I hobbled to the swing-set and then sat on a chair while I pushed her. We ate dinner outside which I love to do. After dinner Nate and V got out the tee-ball set. Oh my goodness was she adorable to watch. And the best is yet to come….

After about ten minutes of hitting the ball she was ready for something new. She then proceeded to make up her own games. I sat on the grass and listened, watched and truly enjoyed my little girl. Her imagination is amazing. And even if it was only for one evening I felt like I had my Mommy groove back. I was not able to run around with her but I was able to be with her without holding back tears.

I still felt well enough later in the evening to read her books, tuck her in, pray with her and sing the moon song one more time.

Thank you Lord for a wonderful evening. I needed it.

1 comment:

  1. Praise God for a beautiful day...and SO proud of you for soaking up the time with your daughter...sure she misses you {as do you!}, but the best way to change that is to capture the moment and live it up! You did just that. Atta girl!

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