Flowers
I went visiting teaching on the last day last month. I was aweing and ooing over her pretty irises in the yard. Then early Sunday morning, she knocked on my door and gave me a bouquet of them to enjoy.That was probably one of the sweetest things ever as I was having a bad weekend, bad month, bad year, or whatever.
I have been so depressed lately. It is pretty lame for me to admit. And I know that it is just plain crazy. I feel lonely. Having gone from 29 students in a classroom, grading papers, planning, and all that jazz and then go to being home with my two children. I am grateful that I get to stay home in the summer with them and watch them grow like weeds before my eyes. However, I have never in my life been one of those depressed women that need to medicate themselves and I don't plan to either as I have been pretty happy all the time. However, I am trying to crawl my way of this funk and I know that I am close to banishing the dark cloud overhead.
I have been so depressed lately. It is pretty lame for me to admit. And I know that it is just plain crazy. I feel lonely. Having gone from 29 students in a classroom, grading papers, planning, and all that jazz and then go to being home with my two children. I am grateful that I get to stay home in the summer with them and watch them grow like weeds before my eyes. However, I have never in my life been one of those depressed women that need to medicate themselves and I don't plan to either as I have been pretty happy all the time. However, I am trying to crawl my way of this funk and I know that I am close to banishing the dark cloud overhead.
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