Good grief

Processing grief is like treasure hunting in the dump. In order to find the good stuff, you can't tiptoe through.

You must dig in and prepare to get messy, knowing the riches of joy and peace lie underneath the unpleasant stuff.
~ www.lorilara.com



Sorry for the gap between blog posts lately. Have been busy digging through about 4 decades of stuff, looking for that treasure of joy and peace underneath it all. Not certain when it will be discovered, but have hope that eventually it will.

This post (and anticipated future ones) will talk about something which everyone at some point and in some form will experience in life... grief.

What is grief?

Simply put it is a natural and human response to loss. It comes in many different forms and intensities - and is not always about the death of a loved one (even though that is most commonly associated with grieving). Grief can be triggered by many things:
  • changes or loss of any relationship
    - divorce
    - miscarriage
    - end of friendships
    - death
  • illness
    - your own, or that of a loved one
  • financial instability
  • trauma
  • changes in life
    - retirement
    - moving to a new location or job
    - graduating from school
  • loss of a dream
  • loss or absence of what "might have been"
Subtle or intense losses can all lead to the path of grieving. It makes sense that the more significant a loss, the more intense the grief might be.

Most people are aware of the "five stages of grief": denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Other theories out there point to anywhere from three to 12 different stages of grief. None of which have been able to fully describe everyone's grieving reality. Separating grief into stages implies that mourning is a passive experience - creating an expectation of what it is supposed to be like. This can in turn create the assumption that each of the stages at one point or another will be experienced.

But everyone grieves in their own way, and in their own time. Every grief is unique. There is no map or timetable for grieving. Grief can manage to slide into every crevasse and space of daily life, and easily infiltrates the long nights.

When a person is not able to cope with the intensity of emotions - the heaviness of heart and mind - often they will find other methods to distract themselves from the loss or trauma. Trying to avoid feelings of sadness and loss can only prolong the whole grieving process. This can then lead to other complications such as depression, anxiety, substance abuse, or health problems.

It isn't always easy to tell the difference between grief and depression - they share many overlapping symptoms. Grief can be more like a roller coaster - with a variety of feelings, both good and bad - where there can be moments of happiness in the midst of grief. With depression thoughts of emptiness, darkness and gloom are more constant.

Medication (anti-depressants) can relieve some of the symptoms of grief - but it cannot treat the cause, or the loss itself. Numbing the pain and delaying the mourning process is not the cure. Grief must be eventually felt and worked through before healing can be found - you can’t heal what you can’t feel. Grief can be better understood in yourself if you are aware of the nature of the pain. This is all part of the healing process.

If you haven't guessed by now, I'll tell you. Finally just this year I have been able to dig deep enough to uncover a foundation for the majority of depression in my life. Depression which has been very real, intense and pervasive. Lurking beneath it all with roots trailing back literally 40+ years (yes, that is a long time), what I discovered was... grief.

Choice and consequences

Every choice and decision we make in daily life has consequences associated with them... the good, the bad and the ugly (sometimes all three, and sometimes all at once). Recently it has been my choice to stop taking anti-depressant medications, which have been a part of my life for many years now. They served a very valuable purpose, and I do not regret the decision of having taken them. But now have chosen to take a different path.

Why am I doing this? There are several reasons, most important among them has been to finally allow myself the ability to accept and face certain previous life events without the mental and emotional anesthesia provided by those medications... which to a certain extent have actually prevented or inhibited necessary healing and learning.

Please know that this decision was not made lightly - and I did taper off the medications under proper clinical guidance. But with all prescription medications there are side-effects associated with both taking and stopping them. The main problem for me has been trying to separate out medication related side effect symptoms - with those stemming from facing and dealing with certain past life events. I've done the research on all of these, and there are so many symptoms which are very much common in nature. Here's a small sampling of reactions I have been dealing with the past number of weeks. Just so you know, nothing here is listed in any particular order.
  • anxiety / nervousness
  • nausea, stomach cramps
  • confusion
  • irrational fears
  • rapid, pounding heartbeat
  • irritability, hostility or anger
  • worsening depression
  • troubling thoughts
  • highly emotional
  • impaired concentration
  • over reaction to normal situations
  • overall malaise or feeling generally unwell
    Trying to pull it all together has been more difficult than anticipated - but I do not regret this decision. Eventually, given some time and effort, there will be a leveling out. Until then please be patient, and know that I really am trying.

    As promised

    Yes, I did promise to post updates on how I'm doing with the whole "going off anti-depressant meds" thing. Still trying to wrap my head around it and sort though things. Am more emotional now than I was before. For me the meds provided a type of barrier which I hated, but also miss at the same time. Not sure if that makes much sense.

    To fulfill my desire to post something, anything, on my blog -- I am resorting to a simple grouping of random photos. These are photos I've stolen (ahem, collected or borrowed) from the internet over the past few years - many of which were saved with the intention of possibly using them in a blog post. Well, here's my opportunity.

    Interpret these photos however you wish. For me they are simply beautiful black and white photography... interesting images... and I'm just too tired to write a thoughtful blog post right now.



















    Choice

    Have I... chosen wisely?
    Has it really been almost an entire month since anything has been posted on this blog? Why yes... yes it has been a long time. The old me would feel incredibly guilty and apologize profusely. The current me... well I shall say I am truly sorry and just let it go. Because it is what it is - and my time machine isn't functioning properly to allow me to go back and post something.

    What have I been up to this past month? An adventure choice in medication that's what, and one which is quickly drawing to a close. What is this choice of which I speak? Tapering completely OFF of anti-depressant medications... oh my! And an interesting journey this has been.

    Please note that going off of medications of any kind is *not* for everyone - so please don't change what you are doing merely because someone you know (virtually or for reals) is doing it. Also with many medical situations it is not advisable to discontinue using medications. One simple analogy that might make sense... it’s not a good idea for a diabetic to stop using insulin.

    This is a decision that I arrived at only after...
    1. careful consideration and research of all consequences (both the good and bad)
    2. consulting with a qualified medical professional (many meds require careful tapering of dosages... cold turkeying it is *not* advised)
    3. continuing to work with a qualified (and awesome) counselor - who is supportive of my choice to take this path
    4. telling a few close friends about this choice, and asking them to keep an eye on me (just in case)
    5. and most important, in my book at least, asking my Bishop (ecclesiastical leader) for a priesthood blessing (because important journeys should always include inviting God to be your co-pilot - and life in general is an important journey!)
    There was a time when I just knew meds would be my daily companion for the rest of my life. How could I possibly cope without them? It has not been an easy decision - nor an easy path getting to this point. Plus viewing the journey forward I know it will require climbing over some very rugged and at times steep uphill terrain. That being said, I believe I am ready for this challenge.

    Completion of the medication taper will not be final until October 7th, one month exactly after starting. In future posts I will attempt to explain some of my multitude of reasons behind this choice - and provide updates on how I am doing.

    Life weaving


    The Master Weaver’s Plan
    by: Benjamin Malachi Franklin

    My life is but a weaving
    Between my God and me
    I do not choose the colors,
    He worketh steadily

    Oft times He weaveth sorrow
    And I in foolish pride
    Forget He sees the upper
    And I the underside

    Not ‘til the loom is silent
    And the shuttles cease to fly
    Will God unroll the canvas
    And explain the reasons why

    The dark threads are as needful
    In the skillful weaver’s hands
    As the threads of gold and silver
    In the pattern He has planned


    (this poem was often quoted by Corrie ten Boom
    as she traveled and spoke around the world)

    Gone bananas

    Banana Cake with
    Whipped Cream Cheese Frosting
    DISCLAIMER:
    Recipe adapted, and photo borrowed, from blog link listed at the end of this post. Big thanks going out to Mel's Kitchen Cafe (who is way more talented in the kitchen than I am).
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    Decided to go for something different on my blog this week and post THE most delish dessert I've had in... was going to say "forever" or a "very long time" but will settle for... most delish in weeks!!

    Banana Cake:
    ½ cup butter, softened
    1½ cups white sugar
    2 eggs
    1 cup sour cream
    1 tsp vanilla
    2 cups all-purpose flour
    1 tsp baking soda
    ¼ tsp salt
    1 cup mashed ripe bananas (about three)*
    • Preheat oven to 350° - grease 9x13 pan
    • In large bowl, cream together butter and sugar until smooth
    • Beat in eggs, one at a time
    • Stir in sour cream and vanilla
    • In separate bowl - combine flour, baking soda and salt
    • Stir into batter
    • Mix in mashed bananas
    • Spread evenly into prepared pan
    • Bake for 30 to 35 minutes - until golden brown on top, and toothpick in the center comes out clean
    • Allow to cool completely before frosting
    *Tip for using extra-ripe bananas:
    When you have bananas which are over ripe, but don't have time to bake anything... don't throw them away! Instead throw the whole bananas, peel and all, into the freezer (yes the peel will go dark brown in the freezer - that's perfectly okay).
    At a later date remove from freezer, place on counter-top (or plate) and allow to thaw completely. Using kitchen sheers cut off bottom of banana peel, and squeeze the now perfectly mushy banana out. After thanking Mother Nature for the natural banana protector from freezer burn, discard the now useless peel,
    Whipped Cream Cheese Frosting:
    1 (8oz) pkg cream cheese, room temperature
    1 cup confectioner’s sugar (I also added 2 large spoonfuls)
    ⅛ tsp salt
    1 tsp vanilla
    1½ cups heavy whipping cream
    • In large bowl combine cream cheese, sugar, salt and vanilla
    • Beat until light and fluffy - set aside
    • In another bowl beat whipped cream until stiff peaks form (use chilled bowl and chilled beaters for best results)
    • Fold whipped cream into cream cheese mixture
    • Spread the delightful frosting over the cake (then fight or draw straws over who gets to lick the bowl)

    Playing with skunks

    You can't play with a skunk and not stink


    It's interesting what you can learn about people by looking at what they surround themselves with. What's that old saying?... "You can judge a person by the company they keep."

    Well if anyone wanted to learn more about me, there are a lot of things that could be looked at...
    • what media I watch or listen to - easily determined by the DVDs and CDs found in my home and car.
    • television shows watched, or computer games played
    • the food in my refrigerator and cupboards
    • clothing worn or found in my closet and drawers
    • books on my bookshelf (both virtual e-reader, and hardbound)
    • history of websites I visit
    All of these (and many others) easily show how and what I choose to spend my time with - because that is the company that I keep. Eventually people become what they surround themselves with.

    Lately I've been experimenting with doing more cooking at home. So far so good, no one has gotten food poisoning or died. Yet. One thing I've taken more to heart lately is experimenting using sauces or marinades to enhance the flavor of foods... to immerse or bathe foods in different substances. There is a correlation (at least in my mind there is) between food and those elements in which I immerse myself.

    Jim Rohn, a motivational speaker and author said:
    You must constantly ask yourself these questions: Who am I around? What are they doing to me? What have they got me reading? What have they got me saying? Where do they have me going? What do they have me thinking? And most important, what do they have me becoming? Then ask yourself the big question: Is that okay? Your life does not get better by chance, it gets better by change.
    He also said:
    You are the average of the five people you hang around with.
    What influences and habits in my life are a result of the five people I hang out with the most? Do they help me improve and better myself, or is the opposite of that more true? In turn I also have to ask... what is my influence in their lives?

    Have you ever noticed that people often start talking or behaving like their friends? As a literal example: over 25 years ago I had a friend from London, England. We spent a lot of time together, and quickly I discovered that my American/Utahn accent would fade in her presence... I was attempting to speak using an English accent (or a close approximation of one). This was not done to mock or disparage, merely an unconscious acquired action on my part, picked up from "hanging around" her. Of course it didn't help that I was completely fascinated by an English accent - thinking it to be quite brilliant!

    President Gordon B. Hinkley said:
    All of us are the products of the elements to which we are exposed.
    What would happen if everyone were to surround themselves with - immerse themselves in - great thoughts, feelings, books, music, etc.? Dare I say that the toxic waste found in our lives would fade, only to be replaced by the good, more peaceful and beautiful things in life? Ah, that sounds "quite brilliant"!

    Forever I am grateful for all the positive and uplifting influences in my life - past, present and future. As a side note, just so you know, I look fantastic wearing black and white!! But honestly hope to avoid hanging out with skunks, or becoming one myself!!

    p.s. - sorry for being skunky
    and not posting anything on my blog for over a month.

    Climbing up

    Castle Rock
    A long time ago, some friends convinced me to go rock climbing with them and some others at Castle Rock. Said I to them, "I don't have a lot of upper-body strength." They replied, "You mostly use your legs, don't worry you'll be fine." The day after I couldn't move or even lift my arms. At all. Yeah, looks like they misled me about that (thanks Brian & Henry)! However my painful & pitiful arms are not the crux of this story... so moving on.

    Standing at the bottom looking up, Castle Rock seemed oh so formidable. Considered to be a "beginners" rock climbing adventure, not even close to being on a par with other places my friends often went (i.e. Pinnacles National Park). Nonetheless it was more than challenging enough for me!  How the heck does one climb vertically without a ladder or stairs?

    Henry went first, going up the easier to climb backside of the rock - carrying some climbing ropes for us to use - which were secured at the top, and belayed at the bottom. All harnessed up I started to climb - with Brian instructing me from below where and how to place my hands and feet the entire way up.

    Didn't think I would ever make it!! Just when I thought the top had certainly been reached, there was even more rock to climb!  It was so much more difficult than any sport I'd done before, mostly because of the lack of upper body strength... OH and the fact that I have a very healthy fear of heights!! But I knew the rope was secured, that I wasn't going to fall, and Brian was very helpful with his patient guidance.

    Finally I made it to the top! Sat down to rest while others in the group climbed up. What an amazing view from the top of Castle Rock. The Santa Cruz mountains are simply gorgeous, I looked down over a landscape filled with trees, and there in the distance I could even see the Pacific ocean! Yes it was hard to make the climb, but the sense of accomplishment, incredible view and profound peace found in nature is something I shall long remember. Then we got to rappel down, which was very daring for me, a bit scary, but admittedly quite fun.

    There are a few things I want to keep in my remembrance from this experience...
    1. the climb up is always difficult
    2. guidance is needed
    3. having the safety of a rope (aka: lifeline) is important
    4. and the view from the top can be spectacular
    I don't go rock climbing anymore. Am currently on a different, difficult and steep journey right now. As I said a few weeks ago, I am grateful for inspired wisdom and guidance from counseling and ecclesiastical leaders. They are helping me to find foot and handholds on the rocky cliff. The all important lifeline? That would be my Savior, Jesus Christ - who stands firm to keep me from falling on the jagged rocks below.

    It is actually scary to think that my life can ever be any different - I have lived with false and negative thoughts/beliefs about myself for so many decades now - that is what's "normal" for me. There is the desire for HOPE that I shall eventually reach the summit - absorb what I anticipate will be a breathtaking view - and finally learn how to accept and see that I am NOT "broken, contaminated, ugly and of no value".
    But behold, if ye will awake and arouse your faculties, even to an experiment upon my words, and exercise a particle of faith, yea, even if ye can no more than desire to believe, let this desire work in you, even until ye believe in a manner that ye can give place for a portion of my words.
       Book of Mormon, Alma 32:26 (emphasis/italics added)

    To be, or not

    To be, or not to be: that is the question:
    Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
    The slings & arrows of outrageous fortune,
    Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
    And by opposing end them?
    ~William Shakespeare (Hamlet: Act 3, Scene 1)



    Life for me is chalk full of the many ubiquitous "should" phrases.
    • I should write more often on my blog 
    • I should stop playing on the computer so much (games/social media) and instead read or do something of worth for a change
    • I should be better at obeying speed limit laws when driving (ahem, barreling) down the freeway 
    • I should reach out, help others and be of service 
    • I should be able to drag myself out of the house, go for a walk, ride my bike, weed my yard, or even do the dishes/laundry/dusting, etc. 
    • I should go to bed earlier, which should help me to wake up earlier, which should allow me to get to work on time 
    • I should be better at saying daily prayers and meditating 
    • I should be journaling more of my thoughts and feelings 
    • I should eat less fattening/comfort foods and focus more on nutritious foods
    • I "could" go on and on, but you get the idea
    Then there are those days when simply getting out of bed in the morning is a great accomplishment.

    Where do you live in time?

    I tend to split my time living in both the past and the future.

    Past: Coulda, woulda, shoulda: three words that are only filled with regret and second guessing. They are theoretical conditions, sometimes described as "wishful thinking". Living a life focused on the past provides no real solutions to actual problems. What has past is past; enjoy the successes and learn from the mistakes without allowing them to dominate the present.

    Future:  Having a future orientation can be helpful in setting goals; however focusing on the unknown can also bring fear and make life more difficult. It can be a waste of time to be constantly looking forward to, or dreading, "what might be".  Living in the future is full of phrases like: "When this happens" or "If only". Each of these is inevitably followed by the word "then".

    Present: How many people are actually capable of living their lives in the present? The past and future do play a role in being able to live in the present. The trick is to use them as motivators without letting them control the present. Being mindful, paying attention to what one is doing without regrets of the past or fantasies of the future. What is my capacity to focus on the now? Sounds much easier than it really is to slow down and focus on the present, even if just for a few minutes every day. I understand it can help to reduce stress, both physical and mental.

    Now if only I can learn to be in the present, then my outlook on life will improve, right? Sigh... guess I still have some work to do.

    Mourning

    The darker the night, the brighter the stars, 
    The deeper the grief, the closer is God! 
    ― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment



    The month of May was, and is, a month of mourning for me. Both of my parents passed away in May (four years and one day apart) - my Mom's birthday - and of course there's also Mother's Day.

    However this year I not only experienced grief and mourning remembering the loss of loved ones, but also found myself mourning the loss of what my life "might" have been, had certain things never happened.
    No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
    ― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
    There is fear that accompanies facing happenings so long ago and so many decades now denied, but which were real. It cannot be disputed that what I am today is a result of all that has occurred and has been experienced in life - both the good and the bad.

    At this point in time I have embarked on a journey of discovery and learning - with this particular challenge being one I would never wish on anyone. Yet in the end I have HOPE and FAITH that healing will come. This is my faith that the only true healing comes through the Atonement of Jesus Christ - which also covers much more than repentance and forgiveness.
    And he shall go forth, suffering pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind; and this that the word might be fulfilled which saith he will take upon him the pains and the sicknesses of his people.  
    And he will take upon him death, that he may loose the bands of death which bind his people; and he will take upon him their infirmities, that his bowels may be filled with mercy, according to the flesh, that he may know according to the flesh how to succor his people according to their infirmities. (Book of Mormon, Alma 7:11-12)
    It is my burden to bear - to learn from, to heal from, and to progress. But I am grateful that with the Savior I do not carry the load nor walk the path alone.

    Grateful for loving friends - whom I truly do not wish for them to shoulder any of the pain - but do thank them for listening at times (and for giving hugs!).

    I am also grateful for the wisdom and guidance imparted to me from exceptional counseling and inspired ecclesiastical leaders.

    Last, but never least, I am grateful for the love, support, courage, and example of faith given to me by my parents. Even though they are no longer physically with me, I will always hold them close in my heart.

    Healing

    The Lord's Healing is
    Complete Healing

    so grateful for...
    my inspired counselor
    wisdom found in the gospel
    guidance and tender mercies from God

    P.S.
    if you enjoyed this short video excerpt, 
    you should watch the entire 55-minute presentation

    If roses grow

    Missing my Mom...


    Sherril Burke Thompson
    born: May 15, 1934
    died: May 20, 2002

    Cave fear


    The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek
    ~ Joseph Campbell



    Sometime when I was around age 7 or 8, my family hiked the long trail to Timpanogos Cave. Mom, much wiser than I (as always), carried a sweater for me all the way to the cave entrance. It was a hot summer day, and in my youthful ignorance thought she was crazy to do that. Oh how wrong I was, and how grateful for the sweater once we entered the cool cave environs.

    The national park ranger guide gathered everyone well inside the cave interior, shut the door, and told a brief history of the cave's discovery. I remember he had a flashlight, and there was electric lighting in the cave as well. After a few minutes walking deeper into the cave, and wanting to give us the full cave experience, all lights were turned off for what seemed like forever (but was probably only a minute). It was something I had never experienced before... complete and utter darkness. Even holding a hand in front of my face as suggested by the guide, and wiggling my fingers, I could see nothing.

    Finally the guide turned on his flashlight and finished the history lesson before turning back on the electrical lighting. Even that seemingly small bit of light from a hand-held flashlight was a most welcome relief from the absolute darkness. That experience with complete physical darkness gave me such an appreciation for light. As I have grown older it is not just physical light, but also mental and spiritual light that I have learned to value and cherish. Freely do I admit that I am afraid to step forward into the darkness, not being able to see what is ahead.
    The trouble with you is you want to see the end from the beginning... You must learn to walk to the edge of the light, and then a few steps into the darkness; then the light will appear and show the way before you. (Boyd K. Packer, The Edge of Light)
    Right now I am wading through the midst of a life trial that requires confronting a darkness which I can either allow to crush, or to strengthen. But I have with me a flashlight powered by faith and hope in God; love and support of dear friends; and experienced guidance from a counselor. The cave I fear to enter is one I have already passed through, and emerged a survivor. This time the journey is one of healing from what was, what ensued, moving on to what is meant to be.

    Creation

    And now for a little something on the lighter side of life... because we all need to smile every now and then.

    *****************************************************
    (author unknown)

    In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth and populated the Earth with broccoli, cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow and red vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives.

    Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream and Krispy Creme Donuts. And Satan said, "You want chocolate with that?" And Man said, "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as you're at it, add some sprinkles." And they gained 10 pounds. And Satan smiled.

    And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might keep the figure that Man found so fair. And Satan brought forth white flour from the wheat, and sugar from the cane and combined them. And Woman went from size 6 to size 14.

    So God said, "Try my fresh green salad." And Satan presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery croutons and garlic toast on the side. And Man and Woman unfastened their belts following the repast.

    God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy vegetables and olive oil in which to cook them." And Satan brought forth deep fried fish and chicken-fried steak so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained more weight and his cholesterol went through the roof. God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it "Angel Food Cake," and said, "It is good." Satan then created chocolate cake and named it "Devil's Food."

    God then brought forth running shoes so that His children might lose those extra pounds. And Satan gave cable TV with a remote control so Man would not have to toil changing the channels. And Man and Woman laughed and cried before the flickering blue light and gained pounds.

    Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And Man gained pounds.

    God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume fewer calories and still satisfy his appetite. And Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double cheeseburger. Then said, "You want fries with that?" And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!" And Satan said, "It is good." And Man went into cardiac arrest.

    God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.

    Then Satan created the Obama Health Care System. Amen.

    Welcome home

    cracked and broken
    shattered on the inside
    bandage on the out

    obscured view haunted by unknown
    pained and frightened
    faltering sinking into darkness

    make it go away please
    teach me a different way please
    help me escape please


    dearest child

    it is for but a small moment
    thou wilt emerge triumphant
    stronger on the other side

    the entire journey thou art
    cradled in the palm of my hand
    for I have graven thee there

    sing the song of redeeming joy
    free from pain at last
    welcome home

    Yearning

    tonight I am afraid
    nervous
    wondering
    anxious
    worried

    what will emerge from the dark?
    not certain I can cope
    alone

    yearning for
    peace
    comfort
    love of parents
    grandparents
    ancestors before them
    family

    please come
    be with me

    Journaling gratitude (random 5 friday)

    Went to my first appointment Thursday this week with a new counselor. She is awesome, and I am looking forward to ..... well, looking forward to looking forward again!

    She is not there to wave a magic wand, or somehow "fix" my brokenness (this is real life, not fiction). But to offer guidance pointing me in the right direction, along with a lot of work on my part. This is what will lead me to achieve healing from depression.

    To that end I received homework assignments. One being to maintain a "gratitude journal" - where I am to write down at least three things a day that I am grateful for. Accomplishing this means stepping out of my comfort zone. Okay I admit, it's not "comfortable" living my life in depression. It is in fact Hades on earth. But it is also what I know and am familiar with. So here's to the discomfort that change can bring! Woo hoo... I'm scared! So decided to use my blog to kick off this new beginning. And of course since today is Random 5 Friday, here are five (not three) things I am grateful for.
    1. That I was the last counseling appointment scheduled for the day. We went overtime (by quite a bit), and she offered to me the tender mercy and gift of her time.
    2. For only needing to write five things - because this is way harder to do than I thought it would be!!
    3. My home. It needs some updating (and a lot of cleaning / decluttering), but keeps me safe, warm and sheltered.
    4. People who read my blog, even though I personally know only a few of you. Still, seeing the number count of visits go up somehow gives me a sense of belonging... for someone cared enough to read my words and thoughts.
    5. Last, but certainly never least, gratitude in my everything for the so freely given supreme gift of the Savior's atonement. Without this I would never have a chance to ever return home someday and live with my Father in Heaven.
    Think that was easy for me to do? No it was not!! But I do feel much better now. Thank you for visiting today, let's do it again soon okay?!!

    Thank you Nancy at A Rural Journal
    for the opportunity to participate in...

    Fourth watch

    Looking forward to starting yet another round of counseling for depression... this week! It is time to learn (and re-learn) skills to help combat the darkness of depression - and hopefully find all the missing brain puzzle pieces to put them back together.

    Decided this time to see a person who's practice focuses on Christ Centered Healing from depression. I have a deep love for my Savior, Jesus Christ, and know that He has the power to heal. But it won't come without effort on my part.

    As mentioned so many times in the Bible... belief, faith, and action are part of healing miracles. Here are only a few examples:
    • The woman with an issue of blood had to reach out to touch the hem of His robe. 
    • The 10 lepers had to ask to be healed - then "as they went" (when commanded to show themselves to the priests), only then did the cleansing occur. 
    • Friends of a man, sick with palsy, "uncovered the roof... and let down the bed" so that Christ could heal him.
    So it is even today... faith and action come before healing. How long might it take? There is no clear definitive answer to that question. It doesn't matter, because my God is a "fourth watch" God. It is in the New Testament, (Mark 6:45-51), that we read... "And he saw them toiling in rowing; for the wind was contrary unto them: and about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them"

    Christ waited and watched the apostles on the Sea of Galilee, saw them struggling with their boat in the wind all through the night. However it wasn't until just before dawn did He come to them, walking on the water. Sometimes God comes in the first, second, or even third watch of the night. But there are also times when He closely watches and waits until the "fourth watch". It is my firm belief and testimony that He will come, after my faith is tested and strengthened.

    Metal is strengthened through tempering by being thrust into a fiery furnace - so too people gain strength by passing through the flames of trials. God has the power to deliver me from the black furnace of depression... but if not, I will still hold close and dear my faith in Him. For I know that my ways are not His ways - and my timing is not His timing. It may not happen until the "fourth watch" of night, but it will happen.


    true confession... 
    the concept of a "fourth watch God" came from reading this book some time ago
    When Your Prayers Seem Unanswered, by S. Michael Wilcox
    think I need to read it again, it was soooo good!!

    How do you know?

    How do you know you’re depressed?

    Not certain people in general know how to tell the difference between depression and sadness. It’s fairly simple: sadness doesn't last and people can fairly quickly recover from it. Depression is much deeper, lasts longer, and is more detrimental to one’s health and well-being.

    To help with this, here’s a list I have compiled from a lot of reading, making notes, and reviewing numerous checklists, inventories, and observations of depression. These type of tools are often used in counseling or clinical settings to evaluate the level of depression a person is experiencing to better guide treatment.

    Please know that depression is not a given, nor is it diagnosed, if you have ever felt or thought these things. Pretty much everyone has at one point or another. The diagnosis of depression is based on the level of intensity and frequency these thoughts and feelings are part of daily life. One could say the mind of a person with depression is constantly bombarded and cluttered with sad or negative thoughts, none of which are easily dismissed.

    These are not listed in any particular order.
    • Persistently sad, anxious or feelings of emptiness.
    • Feelings of helplessness about the future.
    • Restlessness, agitation, or irritable all the time.
    • Pessimistic and hopeless - don’t expect things to work out.
    • Worthlessness or feelings of failure as a person.
    • Low self-esteem and very self-critical.
    • Loss of interest or pleasure in things, people or activities once enjoyed.
    • Thoughts about or wishes of hurting yourself, death or suicide.
    • Cry all the time - or have reached the point where you just can’t cry, even though you want to.
    • Indecisive and struggle making decisions anymore.
    • Feelings of the brain being in a fog or disorganized all the time.
    • Difficulties concentrating, thinking straight, or focusing on anything for very long.
    • Appetite and/or weight has changed.
    • Changes in sleeping patterns. Sleeping less (insomnia), or sleeping a lot more than usual.
    • Tiredness, fatigue, or decreased energy. Unable to do even simple tasks like you used to, so start procrastinating.
    • Body actions feel slowed down - speech, walk, and movements.
    • Lack of caring about most things - including appearance or living conditions.
    • Feelings you are being punished for something you have done.
    • Disappointment, dislike, even hatred of self.
    • Socially withdrawn and/or isolated. Feeling “unplugged” and experience inordinate difficulty making small talk.
    • Family history of depression.

    Random 5 Friday: my to-do list

    Time for yet another "Random 5 Friday" -
    joining with A Rural Journal once again!

    1. Get to bed earlier at night

    This is difficult for me to achieve most nights - because even though I love love love the sweet oblivion sleep can bring... I also hate going to bed when I'm not exhausted. Huh? When I'm exhausted, and falling asleep in my chair, then it means getting to sleep will not take extra time. That's time spent thinking about the day's failings, and tomorrow's anxieties. But not getting to bed earlier does make it SO much more difficult to drag myself out of bed in the morning (yeah, because someone with depression finds that easy to do... NOT!). Better sleeping habits, as I understand it, can help cope with depression - so it's worth yet another attempt to get a "normal" night's sleep.

    2. Take time away from the computer to catch up on reading

    My reading stack of books (listed in a previous post) is continuing to grow! Yes, I added yet another book to the mix just this week (heaven help me, it's an addiction!). Am feeling a bit overwhelmed with how many books I am reading right now - and very frustrated that I am apparently unable to focus on just one book for any great length of time. So different than when I was younger.

    3. Take inventory

    There are five very large boxes of things (mostly clothing that is too big for me now), sitting in my living room. Waiting for me to load my car up, and drop it all off at the local Deseret Industries thrift store. But before that can happen every item must be documented. There's an online app called It's Deductible, where for me all items donated get recorded. Why? So that at the beginning of next year filing my taxes will be made more simple - especially the section for deductions. The boxes have been sitting there for just over two months... patiently waiting for me to get busy.

    4. Clean my bathroom

    Not that my bathroom is "filthy" - no no no!! Simply stated: I absolutely abhor cleaning that room - so it sometimes gets put off a little bit longer than it should. Why do I hate cleaning it so much? Not really certain, but suspect it might have something to do with the 35-year-old 4x4 white tile with white grout everywhere (along with white tub, white sink, and white toilet - what were my parents thinking?). It just makes the endeavor seem so futile! Once finished, it's time to start at the beginning. Again. Or maybe it's a job I had as a teenager cleaning a bathroom for this lady who was never satisfied. Ever. Or perhaps it's as straightforward as "pure laziness" on my part. Guess it depends on the day which one of these is true!

    5. Participate in 8-hours total of Church meetings this weekend!

    This weekend marks what members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (aka: Mormons) call... General Conference. It happens twice a year - the first weekends of April and October - and has been happening for 183 years now! This is something I really really look forward to every six months... receiving gospel truths and instruction from the mouths of honest to goodness Prophets and Apostles! On Saturday, I will stay home and watch it broadcast on television (2-hours in the morning, followed by 2 additional hours in the afternoon). But on Sunday I am honored to personally be in attendance (along with about 20,000 other people in each of the two sessions) at the Conference Center in downtown Salt Lake City!

    So these are five of my "must-do's"... but have a sneaky suspicion that many some will be summarily set aside, as I set a higher priority on going for a walk, or riding my bike! You know, those things found on my "wanna-do" list!

    Well, except for #5 - because that is BOTH a "must" and "wanna" item!!!

    Have you ever wondered what Mormons are taught 
    in church, or at General Conference?
    I'll give you a hint: Jesus IS the Christ!!
    All are welcome... please come listen!!

    Come listen to living prophets

    Cobbled dessert

    Decided to try something new, and post a recipe!! Yes, you heard me... I actually cooked something today with the intent to share with others. So far no one has died, that's good news!! Normally I don't try to inflict my sad culinary lack of skills on others - but this was too good to not share!

    True confession: it's not my recipe, I pilfered (ahem) borrowed it from some dear friends. But since these photos and blog are mine - I shall take the applause!! Thank you, thank you!!

    Here's what you'll need - along with photos of the process (mistakes and all)...

    empty/used containers
    (well, except for the butter)

    forgot to start taking pictures
    until this point (ooops #1)

    dry cake mix, looks good, right?

    here comes the butter (ooops #2)
    (will explain this below)

    fresh out of the oven...
    can you see the "ooops" yet?

    thanks to good friends
    helping me to eat this!!

    second helping... YUMM!!

















    So... can you guess the "ooops"?? Because I did not drizzle the butter - slowly - covering the entire cake mix - there were powdery components still on the top after removing from the oven!!

    Note to self: take more time, do it right!!

    Congrats to me!! I actually made whipped cream. From a carton. None of the fake stuff for this goodness!! Of course thanks to my lack of kitchen skills - had to ask friends on facebook how exactly one makes whipped cream. Glad I could be the source of amusement for so many! Now I know how to make whipped cream from scratch (maybe not "scratch" - I didn't milk the cow nor separate the cream)... where was I? Oh yes... now that I know the secrets for real whipped cream - feel free to contact me for help with that if needed!!

    And now to provide the actual recipe, so you too can "slave away" making a great desert to impress make jealous, your own family and friends! This is so rich and decadent and delicious, people will praise your culinary skills.

    BLUEBERRY COBBLER
    (from the kitchen of John & Leslie McLean)
    • 1 can crushed pineapple (drained)
    • 1 can blueberry pie filling
    • 1 box dry cake mix (yellow moist - never white)
    • 1 cube butter (melted)
    In an un-greased 9x13x2 cake pan, layer the ingredients. Seriously, no need to grease the pan at all because it doesn't really stick!

    - spread drained crushed pineapple over bottom of pan
    - cover that with the blueberry pie filling
    - sprinkle entire dry cake mix over the top
    - carefully drizzle (not pour) melted butter over everything... making sure to hit all of the cake mix (do not repeat my ooops!!)
    - bake for 2-hours at 300 degrees
    - serve with real whip cream (not the fake stuff from a tub)

    Sunday will come

             Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.
             But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.
             No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.    Joseph B. Worthlin

    He Is Risen
    He is risen! He is risen!
    Tell it out with joyful voice.
    He has burst his three days' prison;
    Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
    Death is conquered; man is free.
    Christ has won the victory.
    (Cecil Frances Alexander)

    More randomness

    Am thinking this "Random 5 Friday" is a good thing... it is at least getting me on my blog and writing again!! Thank you shout-out to my blogging friend, Tina, for bringing this weekly "random fun" with A Rural Journal to my attention!!
    1. Been thinking a lot about my Mom this week. She had an infectious laugh. Even if you didn't know her, when she laughed everyone in the room just had to join in! Really missing everything about her, especially the sound of her voice and the unconditional love and support that was so freely given.
    2. Toying with the idea of maybe buying a motorcycle (emphasis on the "maybe"). Hard to justify a purchase like that because I would not be able to use it much of the year, thanks to cold weather in the late Fall, all Winter, and early Spring. Well there's that and the whole helmet wearing bad hair thing. Oh and I also don't really possess any skills, or even basic know-how, for operating a motorbike. But they do get fabulous gas mileage!
    3. Never to my knowledge have I ever been a "morning person". In fact, I simply hate mornings. My brain really does not begin functioning until around 10 or 11 a.m. (and caffeine of any type is not an option, thanks to it making me quite physically ill). Of course depression, for me, can only exacerbate the whole ugly morning scenario. There are many many days where I'm honestly just doing good to get out of bed. That being said, must admit that I have been privileged to see a few truly spectacular sunrises in my lifetime. Too bad they occur so darn early!!
    4. Found out earlier this week why Easter occurs at different times, anywhere from March into April every year. It is the first Sunday - after the first full moon - after the Vernal Equinox (aka: first day of Spring). Guess I never really thought about that before. Now we are all just a little bit more knowledgeable and prepared to amaze others with the amount of somewhat useless information stored in the brain!
    5. This week I bought yet another book to read... because reading around five of them at the same time apparently just wasn't enough! What am I reading, you ask? Even if you didn't ask - I'm going to tell you anyway!!
    It can take me longer to finish books than maybe an average person, because I keep hopping from one to the other and back again! Yes, I do finish reading them (eventually)... in fact this past year I finished these most excellent books...
    • Let It Go: A True Story of Tragedy and Forgiveness, by Chris Williams
    • Running with Angels: The Inspiring Journey of a Woman Who Turned Personal Tragedy into Triumph over Obesity, by Pamela H. Hansen
    • Reaching for Hope: An LDS Perspective on Recovering from Depression, by Meghan Decker
    It is interesting what you can learn about a person from what they choose to read. What have you learned about me from this list of books?

    5 random things


    Today I decided to join "Random 5 Friday" in conjunction with another blog, a rural journal. It's my first time doing this - hopefully it will become a weekly event!
    1. After almost two months living in the dark pit of a seemingly never ending battle with depression, I am finally (and for reals) coming out of it!! How can I tell? When I stop being envious upon hearing someone has passed away - and start having interest and excitement in things, events, and life in general again!! (hoping this time I can keep my head above the surface... light and air is a good thing)
    2. Had a LASIK "touch-up" (basically a re-do of last year's surgery) on my left eye this week. At the next day follow-up appointment, was told I am once again sitting at 20/20 vision!!
    3. Went clothes shopping after that appointment, to celebrate - and to keep up with replacing my entire wardrobe. Spring is here... turtlenecks and sweaters hopefully won't be needed for too much longer! Buying new clothes is the most expensive part about losing weight, but it's fun too (especially shopping in "normal size" stores)!
    4. In January I sent some "before and after" photos of my weight loss to friends at work. Forgot one of them works in Public Relations, DOH!! Was asked if he could write something in the corporate newsletter about my success - and here is a link to that story (hope the link works for you). Good thing about this... gives me more motivation to maintain the weight!!
    5. It is now Spring, but obviously from the blizzard outside this morning, we are experiencing "second winter". Honestly, I would much prefer "second breakfast" to winter!! Bahahahaha!!

    Just sayin'

    For the past few years now I have been collecting short thoughts and observations about life and depression. Many of these are written by me, others were gathered from one place or another. Some are funny (at least they are to my strange and dry humor), but mostly they are just true to one degree or another. And many of them I probably will not be posting on facebook, so of course into my blog they go!!

    These are listed in no particular order, which really goes against my "must be organized" brain... but I'll get over it. Please note that I did delete a number of them, because the post was getting way too long (it's still long, sorry 'bout that). Am apologizing in advance if someone takes offense at one, any, or all of these.
    • Is medicated for your protection.
    • This will be a good day. This will be a good day. This will be a good day. Yeah right, I don't believe me either.
    • My head is a dangerous neighborhood, and I should never wander there alone.
    • Everyday I say I'm okay. Everyday I lie.
    • The smile you see on my face everyday is fake. You may wonder how I can fake it so well - just know that I have been practicing for a long time.
    • There are days, like today, when I wish I could just disappear - and see who would really care.
    • Hiding from the world sounds good right now.
    • Depression is not a sign of weakness. It's a sign that you have been trying to be strong for too long.
    • Am thinking it's time to disappear for a while... a LONG while.
    • Hate that feeling when you are absolutely sure you've hit rock bottom - but you keep on falling.
    • Am tired but don't want to go to sleep - because then tomorrow will be here and it starts all over again.
    • If you ever see that I'm having a down time, don't ask me what's wrong. Just give me a hug, and let me know that you truly care about me. In other words, lie.
    • It's hard to smile when everything feels so wrong. But it's even harder to tell people why it feels that way.
    • Ever feel like you're sinking in quicksand, and nobody is around to pull you out?
    • Fake smile, check. Fake laugh, check. Fake sparkle in my eye, check. Pain hidden inside, check. Ready to lie to the world again!
    • Ever feel like you just don't belong... that you shouldn't be here... that you shouldn't exist?
    • I'm just... really tired.
    • Someone once asked me - "Why do you always insist on taking the hard road?". I replied, "Why do you assume I see two roads?"
    • Just breathe - because sometimes it's ALL you can do.
    • Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake... good.
    • Sitting here thinking, "what did I do to end up like this?"
    • Have learned that it's better to just say you're okay than try to explain why you're not. How do you explain something that you don't know yourself?
    • Know I'm good for something... just haven't found it yet.
    • Just when I think I've hit rock bottom... the floor collapses under me and I keep falling.
    • Sometimes I smile to make the others around me feel good - and I laugh because I want people to think I'm alright, when I'm really not.
    • The people who laugh and smile the most are the ones in the most pain. Laughing and smiling isn't just the best medicine, it's the best disguise
    • Sometimes you feel like you just want to die - but in reality, you just want to be saved.
    • Just when you hit rock bottom and think you can't go any lower... OH lookie there's a sink hole.
    • Do you ever feel like you're stuck in quick sand... and the more you struggle and try to get out, the faster you sink?
    • How do you take the next step - when you don't know where you're headed.
    • You might not be able to tell, but each and every day is a battle for me - and one of these days I might lose.
    • Sometimes what doesn't kill you only makes you wish it did.
    • Definition of Depression: a slow evil monster that every time it appears to be gone, it sneaks back (sometimes with a vengeance).
    • I will do as I have always done... endure.
    • Sometimes you don't need someone to pull you out of the darkness... just need them to sit there with a candle, letting you know you are not alone.
    • Telling someone with depression to "get over it", "quit living in the past", or "snap out of it"... is like telling someone in a wheelchair to get up and walk - or asking a blind person to just look harder, and they will see it.
    • "I'm fine" -or- "I'm just tired" - are the biggest lies I have ever told.
    • Am looking forward to the time when I can laugh and smile at the same time... and really mean it.
    • Got up this morning, took a deep breath and told myself that I can do this. That feeling sure didn't last very long.
    • I'm broken... thanks for asking.
    • Wishing for the waves of sleep to come crashing over me -- so I may fall into a dreamless unconscious, and finally obtain sweet oblivious peace.
    • Had a bad dream once that I tried to wake up from and couldn't. Then realized oh wait!! I'm awake and this IS my life.
    • Am looking forward to something to look forward to.
    • Think maybe it's easier to keep the wall up... dig a moat... and add piranhas.
    • Wonders how strong God thinks I am for putting me through all this.
    • I'm a survivor!! Every day I have Depression AND everyday I survive it!! May not mean anything to you, but it means facing another day for me.
    • Have a hard time understanding why I feel the way I do some days - but have come to realize that each time I make another day, I've won the battle (but the war goes on)
    • Words cannot describe how I feel right now, *sigh*
    • I must be wishing on the wrong star.
    • Sometimes I just want to get in the car and drive 'til my sanity returns.
    • Just. Can't. Do. Today. May I be excused?
    • "Are you OK?" - "Yeah, I'm just tired." The perfect excuse.
    • When people ask if I'm "okay" - I tell them I'm "fine". Then I laugh because I almost believed my own lie.
    • Sometimes silence is the loudest noise
    • Some wounds are invisible - but they are more painful than the ones you can see.
    • Wish I had a reason to go to work other than paying for bills - and a reason to go home other than sleep.
    • What does it say about life when I have to bribe myself to get out of bed in the morning - with the promise that if I make it through the day, I can go back to bed?