Blessings are a big thing in my church. I am grateful for them. What I am even more grateful for is my husband being worthy to use the priesthood to administer a blessing. I had asked him awhile ago for one and life just got busy. My dear friend HRH was chatting with me online and asked if I had one yet. No... she promptly told me to get one at that moment and signed off. She's kind of bossy... and I love her for it. :)  My husband then had me say a prayer and then he proceeded to administer a blessing of comfort to me. In it, he stated that I would be able to find those that could help me with this depression. That I would be able to talk about it with them. And you know what? I started talking with people who I don't normally talk in-depth with. No, I didn't immediately plunge into the subject of depression. It just came naturally and I was able to realize that I am so not alone in struggling with depression. Wow. There are a lot of you out there! And while I am not happy that there are so many of us that struggle with it, I am eternally grateful for the experiences & insights that you have to share. My burdens don't seem quite as heavy. Just by somebody saying, "I'm here. I get it. It's hard. But brighter days WILL come. I know from experience." helps me tremendously.

Thank you.

I love you.

I am indebted to you.

And tomorrow, I am calling the doctor to see about getting some extra help so I can be whole again.