The trouble with depression and fear is that they bury anything remotely positive in a bog of thick gloom. The little glimmers of hope vanish as the darkness thickens. But occasionally, something beautiful will appear and remind you that life is still sweet.
Like your daughter finally getting into the swimming pool at school and having fun.
A plant you thought you'd killed struggling back to life and blooming with tiny pink blossoms for the first time.
Texts filled with hugs and love from friends who live far away.
The people who drive an hour just to take your daughter out for ice cream.
Your mom who offers to mop your floor and iron the pile of work shirts you've been ignoring.
Comments from people you've met via blogs; people you've never met, but who offer support anyway.
The social worker who keeps trying to find you more help despite the budget cuts.
The dog who demands a walk in the sunshine and won't let you just lie in bed all morning.
All the varieties of veggies and fruits at the farmer's market this time of year. The taste of fresh organic strawberries.
Your husband who shows you a thousand times that he really does understand and really is there, even though it's sometimes hard to see.
Hearing a new song on the radio that makes you want to cry and dance at the same time.
Godiva chocolate.
Like your daughter finally getting into the swimming pool at school and having fun.
A plant you thought you'd killed struggling back to life and blooming with tiny pink blossoms for the first time.
Texts filled with hugs and love from friends who live far away.
The people who drive an hour just to take your daughter out for ice cream.
Your mom who offers to mop your floor and iron the pile of work shirts you've been ignoring.
Comments from people you've met via blogs; people you've never met, but who offer support anyway.
The social worker who keeps trying to find you more help despite the budget cuts.
The dog who demands a walk in the sunshine and won't let you just lie in bed all morning.
All the varieties of veggies and fruits at the farmer's market this time of year. The taste of fresh organic strawberries.
Your husband who shows you a thousand times that he really does understand and really is there, even though it's sometimes hard to see.
Hearing a new song on the radio that makes you want to cry and dance at the same time.
Godiva chocolate.
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