My grandmother used to say that if you put all the troubles of the world in a basket, you’d soon take your own back. I always thought it was a great bit of wisdom, especially coming from a mother of ten, a teacher, and a strong woman who loved life. She was thankful for all that gave her comfort. When I think of Grandma, I always see her smiling, or laughing, belly jiggling and all.
Cut to me, sitting on the living room couch and weeping while watching Anne Hathaway lie down on a bathroom floor, and sob. I’m referring to a beautifully performed scene from an episode of Modern Love (Amazon Videos) entitled “Take Me as I Am, Whoever I Am”.
In an awkwardly presented YouTube video, which I deleted months ago, I briefly referred to the depression I live with, and the PTSD which was diagnosed about four years ago. The hope of offering understanding to others in need of healing was why I set off on my WordPress and YouTube journeys. Hopefully, I’m getting somewhere with these words, even when they don’t come easily.
I will continue to take my own troubles back. Leaving them in the basket will keep them hidden in the dark. I will hold a bright flame to them, even when those feisty little sparks surprise me with their stings.
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