One thing I take for granted whenever I am depressed is that I have the best friends. Like, EVER.
We’ve had so much help during this move that it’s not even funny, and the move hasn’t even officially started.
But then, there was the crisis of this week…
Just a few very strong, very loyal women make all the difference in my life. They saved me from myself this week, just with a few words. And, in one case at least, a “kick a**” offer should anyone make me feel like running away again.
I cannot express my thanks enough. But I will try: THANK YOU! Thanks for all your love, your prayers, your kind words, your offers to “kick a**…” THANK YOU!
A secret for you, my friends, in case you haven’t picked up on it: I have a hard time letting myself be loved. Especially when I’m being bad to myself, isolating myself in bed. It’s easy to love and be loved when I’m happy. When I’m in self-destruct mode, I want to do just that, self-destruct, by any means necessary.
In keeping with the theme from last night’s party, I am indeed “in.” I suppose my current worship space is only going to become more inclusive by those of us who care to fighting to keep the hatred out, and I can help there. I’ll be leery of a bumper sticker advertising the fact for a while, though not for the reason you may think. I am not caving in to not being “offensive” to anyone.
One lesson I did learn in talking with my Jared this week as I sorted through thoughts is that I have a voice that is dying to get out, growing stronger, but it’s still stifled by fear. That fear is slowly going away, and Jared says as it goes away, I’ve got to grow thicker skin. And he’s so right about that. Still, there are bullies everywhere, even in church, it’s sad to say. Luckily, I need not be intimidated as long as I stand up for what I believe in.
On the church note, please don’t be alarmed…we are skipping today but only because I need photo therapy with my little boys in a bad way. So we’re going to find somewhere with lots of colorful leaves and I’m going to grab some much needed pictures. I’ve already started and it’s not even light out yet, practicing on black and white shots with Cricket. (I should clarify, since many of you know I use photo editing software. This one was taken in black and white):
Happy Sunday, everyone!