Anger, sadness, betrayal, fear, loneliness, anxiety, depression. If you’re alive, you’ve most definitely experienced at least one of these feelings at some point in your life.
Have you ever seen a heartbeat on a heart monitor? It’s a series of peaks and valleys. We’ll touch base on that in just a few. I am a wife, a mother, a stepmother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend. I also like to refer myself as a survivor. Not in the sense of a life-threatening disease…although I have experienced that as well. But a survivor of what life has challenged me with. I’ve made my share of lemonade as many of you have.
I’ve survived an abusive marriage. The best thing that came out of that situation were my two sons. I was a single parent for many years. I’ve suffered from depression and anxiety. I’ve had a very toxic relationship with my mother as well. I have hit rock bottom and attempted to take my own life. Spent a week in the hospital to get help, what I like to call my “Spa retreat”, although let me assure you it was definitely no spa. I’ve remarried, and the first year and a half of our marriage was agonizing. The things that would usually break up a marriage we experienced. We chose to not give up on each other, but it was still very difficult. I became a mom again a month before my 41st birthday. We call her our surprise blessing baby. Not going to lie, it’s definitely easier having babies in your 20’s than it is in your 40’s. I almost lost my husband in October of ‘16. He suffered an aortic dissection, he had a 1% chance of survival and led him to be what is called an incomplete paraplegic. He’s not supposed to be here. It’s a miracle he’s still alive. We’ve moved more times in seven years than what many do in a lifetime. Life has not been the color of roses. It hardly ever is. I’ve had people tell me they admire us, that they couldn’t do what we’ve done. That’s very hard to hear at times, because I gave up once. And yet with lots of prayer and refusing to let myself get to that point again, I’m still going. What I’m getting at sisters is that we ALL have our peaks and valleys. Just like a heart beat on a monitor. If it was a straight line, a flatline, we would not be alive. As hard as it may be at times, on those days you feel you just can’t go on, Remember that you are a daughter of the King of Kings, Lord of Lords. You are a precious gift from heaven. He gives the toughest jobs to his strongest warriors, and even when we feel weak and incapable of getting through whatever your situation is, I promise you, you will!! We have to be there for one another. As women, we are compassionate beings. Life is crazy busy, I get it, but sending out even a text message to let a friend know you’re thinking of her could make a difference. If you’re like me, asking for help is not something that comes easy. Sometimes we just have to DO, and LET someone do for us. Maybe it’s just taking someone a meal, or offering to help with the kids, or run an errand, whatever we can do. We are all so very busy. it just takes a minute to let someone know you’re thinking of them. In construction, when repairing a weak joist, they attach another piece of lumber to strengthen them. This act is called Sistering. Let me assure you that my life is far from perfect. It’s quite stressful at times still, but I leave with you with this. Without my fellow sisters, ladies that I can talk to and pray with or ask for prayers from things would definitely be harder to deal with. The only thing you can control is yourself. NEVER give up hope, EVER. And lastly remember that you have survived 100% of the days you thought you couldn’t go on. It will always get better. Sister, If you are struggling with depression and feel you can’t go on, I beg of you to please, please reach out to someone.