This post is about as real and raw as it gets. I'm not usually quite this open, but I feel like I'm supposed to share this...
I typically think of myself as a pretty joyful and optimistic person,
but lately that has been so tough. Our family has walked through some
pretty big stuff with our youngest daughter (In the hospital 5 times in
the last 6 months and 3 major surgeries during that time). We have
walked through lots of tough stuff before, but for some reason I really
struggled far greater this time.
My emotions have been raw. I have felt so very down. I told one of my
closest friends "I never understood how someone could have so many great
family members and friends and still feel so very alone". Never that is
until the last few days. I know that emotions aren't a bad thing, and
sometimes the amount of exhaustion your body is in plays into these
emotions, but I was not prepared to be so depressed. That just isn't me.
But the last few days it was...I cried...I wanted to be alone...I
wanted to have a magic wand that would make everything all better.
At some point I realized that I had to make a choice. So, my choice was....................(To read the rest of Tina's post, go to Glimpses of Hope).
