Beauty in chaos

...the short story is "I'm back"

It hasn't been a short journey though...

The month Clark turned 2 (my last post) was the month I finally pulled all.the.way OUT of depression. Most people including myself had no idea I was struggling through what I see now as a 17 month long depression.The few that saw the signs, didn't tell me. Afterall, how do you tell someone they are depressed? (that's a whole blog post for itself)

In summary...I see beauty again. I can laugh.I can let comments roll off my back. I don't take the bounce in my step for granted. 

Caring for two kids is easier than raising one and having depression.

My family was very kind through it all. My mom who I talk to every day was someone I always looked forward to calling, just for a few minutes of adult conversation. My mother-in-law kindly (and sister-in-loves) would kidnap my little tornado for an entire morning one day a week. I am forever grateful that they pursued me and would call to say "i'm on my way to pick up Clark". Thank you Jesus for Godly family that love you through the sweet and sour times.

My husband, weathered the good, bad, and ugly with unbelievable amounts of generosity and kindness. God knew what he was doing when He gave me a patient man how has more common sense than most men I know combined. Love him.

Memories can look more beautiful as time passes... or as in my case...time has helped me see the beauty woven throughout those 17 chaotic months, of which I will write more later.

0p...my little one just started screaming. Gotta go.