Depression expression !

“The old lady” hates to confess that she is depressed. (Hense the tiny print.) Not a single word from my children and grandchildren acknowledging my birthday. It grieves me to the marrow of my bones that I am a “reject.” My eternal thanks to God, my Heavenly Father, for friends who phoned to say “Happy Birthday,” and friends in the RV Park who baked cupcakes and sang “Happy Birthday.” I’m grateful for a hobby that allows me to connect with “family” (albeit extended family). Correspondence, yesterday, with a new-found “cousin.”

Really, really “extended family.”
 
 
 
 
The new-found relative and I share the same given name (spelled the same way). A pleasant “first.”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s