I'm pretty open about the fact that I have struggled with depression my whole life. Living in Washington can be hard at time. Today, okay truthfully this whole last month, has been extremely difficult. Holidays just aren't the same without your family. I miss my silly sister who always makes me laugh. I miss my little brother. My dads giant hugs and feeling secure under his arm. I miss the sweetness of my step-mom, Dovey. I miss laughing and playing games with my mom. I miss traditions with my family. The weather has been so great, so I haven't had much more to be upset about. The last couple days have been gloomy and I have been so depressed. Like, to the point of not wanting to get out of bed.
Sometimes depression can take you over like a cold. You cant shake it no matter how hard you try. I like to think of myself as being very optimistic. I always try and find the positive in a situation, but this week I have wanted to pull the cover over my head and not deal with anything or anyone. The one thing I want is to hold Luke and love him, and he's been so active and hasn't wanted me to hold him. The happiest I have been was Christmas morning seeing my kids faces when they open their gifts.
I am praying for a miracle. I am hoping something can shake me out of this. There are days I wish I could go to a mental hospital and just stay there until I feel better. And I realize I have so much to be grateful for, but I feel so blind, like I cant see anything in front of me.





























