My home is my nest.
I am a mama bird, wife and collage artist.
The past few years have forced a lot of changes in my life and at times I have struggled to overcome them. One day I realised that 'handling' something doesn't just happen- it is a choice you make.
So I chose too.
I acknowledge my depression and sought help. I communicated openly with my family and tried my hardest to keep putting one foot in front of the other. The black dog still snaps at my heels and I'm still grieving. So much was lost... the life I'd made ...the dreams I had all went up in smoke. BUT by choosing to 'handle it' I am finally starting to enjoy life again.
I am glad your here with me.