I'm a crazy person. At least, that's what I feel like some times. And it runs in my family. No, not really crazy (and don't take offense if you are one of me), but just clinically depressed and filled with anxiety. It's as if I don't have something to worry about in my head constantly, then I don't feel normal. Luckily, there's a pill for that. It's a bitter pill, one that I'll basically have to take the rest of my life, but I've slowly accepted that it's like any other disease, and just like diabetes or heart disease, that little pill is gonna make me better. But that little pill makes me gain weight, gives me the brain shivers when I miss it, and although I've tried to get off it multiple times, I just can't. So I guess that makes me an addict as well. But it's a pill that my grandparents and family didn't always have, and they suffer from it as well, so I should be thankful for this little red capsule of happiness...
Thank you Wendy, but couldn't you have waited to get a better picture of Stephanie and me? :-)
ReplyDeletewhat a great thing to do for your mama! Hope your having a great week! = )
ReplyDeleteSO sweet! I have the same relationship with my own Mom...By the way...How excited are you for nienie on Oprah tomorrow???
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet. You made me tear up..
ReplyDeleteI miss my family .
This is such a beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteYour mom has always been one of my idols, even when I was just a wee little girl riding the school bus from Allensville School. She and Vickie were the gorgeous teenagers!
ReplyDeleteYour mom is still gorgeous!