Good Day

 Yesterday was legitimately a good day. I just took the day in stride, in little parts. My son kept asking Mom can I go to my uncle's later. I just kept telling him I don't know we'll see how the day goes. 

We were able to get more school work done than we have any other day so far this year. We would do one assignment then I'd give him a little break. Then we'd do another one. We got some tasty lunch. We played some wiffle ball. He had school in the afternoon so I got a little alone time with my husband. I took my son to speech. We picked up some dinner. 

I finally took him to his uncles in the evening. I was originally only going to let him stay for like an hour or an hour and a half and then go pick him up so I didn't have to be alone. I would normally come back home and probably lay down. However, instead I chose to listen to some music and then pick up the phone to call a cousin I hadn't spoken to in quite some time. We ended up being on the phone for about an hour and a half. We had a great conversation. It was long overdue. Then I finally picked up my son. Spent a little time with him. Then we went to sleep.

While I didn't do anything over the top or particularly special it was a good/ great day for me. I didn't let depression take over and keep me in bed or down all day. I chose to just do the next thing, go with the flow, take it in stride. If I would have looked at the day as a whole it might have been overwhelming and might not have gone nearly as well. 

I'm writing this to remind myself that while we go through hard times we can still have good days if we just slow down and take things step by step. Every day doesn't have to be a bad day and we can document good, ordinary times as well. 

I have grown to learn not to compare myself to others. A good day for me might just be an ordinary day for somebody else or even a bad day. Everyone's perspective and experiences are different. And that's ok. My house may never be clean, but that doesn't make me a bad wife or mother. I just need to be present and live in the moment and continue to cherish every hug my son gives me because it may not last forever. I'm blessed for the life I have and I need to remember that.

I am going to try to tackle today the same way I did yesterday taking everything one step at a time. I don't know what today will bring but I'm just going to try to live in the moment and be present.

I'll update this blog as I see fit. It may be everyday or it may not be for another six months just don't know. Whatever feels therapeutic for me is what I'll do. I do this to help me, but I share it with all of you in hopes it will potentially help others as well. Please feel free to share the link suicideandptsd.blogspot.com with anyone you want to and you're welcome to email me anytime at suicideandptsd@gmail.com. You can also sign up for email updates to get notifications of when I add new posts.

Take care until next time.