Almost There...
Sometimes, when you are in a storm for so long, you forget that sunshine is normal.
I finally got a break yesterday.
I did a systems check.
"Hmmm...I don't feel so sick..."
I kept scanning.
"Hmmm...I don't feel so depressed..."
COULD IT BE???
The storm is breaking!
And the first thought I had?
"That wasn't so bad..."
And then I smacked myself in the face and yelled, "YES IT WAS! GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF, WOMAN!"
I've had several low points, but I think my lowest was last Saturday, when Jeremy sat next to me on the bed as I tried to not feel like dying.
He got really close to my face and looked deeply into my eyes.
"I can see into your SOUL!" He said dramatically.
"Yeah?" I responded skeptically. "And what do you see?"
"I see a little girl in there who is saying, 'I hate babies,'" he laughed jovially.
The humor and reality of it caused me to screw my eyes shut and exclaim, "IT'S TRUE!"
I don't really, but at the time it fit my mood.
Can only go up from rock bottom, right?
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