Friday, January 23, 2009

In the Beginning

I am twenty-seven years old, wife to one, sister to two, and mother to three. If you would have asked me ten years ago what my life would look like at twenty-seven, I would have never been able to concoct a story that remotely resembles the reality in which I find myself. I really have to just sit back and laugh at how I am NOT in control of some things. God truly must have a sense of humor. The past six years of my life have been a roller coaster for lack of a better term. There have been many ups and downs, twists and turns. Let's just say our wedding vows have gotten a workout.

In the beginning, there was an old woman who lived in a shoe. Okay, well actually she was only twenty and it was a city called Dallas that smelled kind of like a gym sneaker. She lived with her husband in a third story apartment with their chocolate lab named Scout who shed on the white carpet. Little did she know, that one day she would actually have so many kids she really wouldn't know what to do. The real problem was not the stinky city or the three flights of stairs that took their breath away as they climbed to their newlywed lair, but the new wife who could not for the life of her figure out why her brain felt foggy. What crept in like a morning fog would within a year become a vice that slowly squeezed her into a mental prison. This fog was depression and the wife was me. At the time, there was no Earthly reason for this uninvited visitor to come into my life. But, the reality of my tragic foe was very real and seemed to take more ground with each passing day. Everything I knew about life, love, and myself was challenged. Depression had its' clutches around every inch of my heart and mind and was not going to give me up without a fight.

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