It is fall. And after much rain, the last week has been breathtakingly beautiful. Amazing. I’ve been able to enjoy running outside. The girls were able to go on a hayride and pick pumpkins as well as playing outside. I love having them play outside as I know soon enough it will be too cold for them to do so. Even now, darkness is falling very shortly after 7 pm.
But fall is spectacular. The amazing colors as the leaves change, the crispness in the air. The soups to cook and treats to bake. Yum.
Last fall was hard, oh so hard. It was when the postpartum depression and anxiety cloaked me in such darkness. October especially was hard. As I started medication, waited for it to work, found little relief, finally ended up in the hospital for a horrible 24 hours. It was hard.
I was afraid this fall would be stolen by memories. And there are some. There are moments that I feel life being sucked out of me again, but in general, I am thrilled to say I am doing well. I am able to employ my coping mechanisms and sometimes even, just shake off the blackness. And it is a glorious thing.
I am so thankful.
180. babies inching their way closer to taking that first independent step.
181. watching hubby glory in the cute things baby is learning.
182. seeing each of our children’s personalities come through.
183. antibiotics working quickly.
184. a very approachable family doctor.
185. praying with my hubby.
186. little girls reminding me of prayer requests.
187. cute little girl jeans.
188. a resourceful hubby.
189. sweet, tasty fruit.
190. sales on yogurt.
What are you thankful for? Please come share.
Survive til you Thrive!
