It’s again that time of year where we start to reflect on the entirety of the year. I find that for someone who struggles with depression it can be quite easy to forget about the things that went right when it’s stacked up against the overwhelming Eeyore-type feelings. It’s just easier to think on the list of things that seemed to go wrong and in doing so we barely acknowledge or even realize that there were in fact some warm and sunny days.
My husband and I are now living with my parents until we save up enough to pay off some debt and see about buying our “forever house.” Trust me, the situation is just as odd for me as it would be for any adult child and their spouse. However, I am finding that the warmth and comfort of home hasn’t changed and that living with my parents as an adult compared to when I was a child is much more than I thought it could or would be. There’s something nice knowing that mom and dad (and my grandmother) are all close by. Since I belong to an island family, the living arrangement is more common than it may be here in the States. That isn’t to say we’re going to be here forever but what it does mean is that we get to forge more memories. What we may see as taking several steps back may actually be us getting ready for the next wonderful stage of our lives. Read the rest of this entry »