Things have been going so great lately that I haven't had time to write. Which in a way is good, but I forget to write about the good things too. I felt that "slide" today. That little slip into the sadness. I was grateful for the rain and clouds and knew I needed a day to chill out. The heat and humidity were awful for me trying to sleep through and I kept waking up through the night, so I needed a day to recoup.
Then that trickle of depression started the drowning process and I realized I'd needed to get my day moving. Slowly, but forward. If I just kept sitting in the feelings, I'd be washed away for sure. I had enough to do for the day and I took my time with it.
One thing that's been getting me down a little is hubby's job. Not the job itself, but between the hours and the hard labor, it's tearing his body up and I'm always thinking, how much more is he going to be able to take? He's been going through hell week for sometime and there should be some relief the first of September. It has me concerned. He's a very strong man, body and mind. I've seen him get through some things that I didn't think were humanly possible. So really I don't have anything to worry about but we are both just praying and hoping to get through this last week and hopefully get some relief.
So I guess there's a little depression carved in the back of my mind. I'll probably never really get away from it, but it's been nice to keep it at bay for a while. I just keep practicing to stay out of it and so far it is working.