Have you ever sat on the sand and watched the waves go up and down, in and out. They start to go out further as the tide goes out. As the tide comes in they come closer and closer. Then there are the storm waves. Those are far different. They rise and fall like the rest, but they are so much higher and fall so much deeper. That is how I would decribe Bipolar mood swings during a difficult time. Yet while the waves follow a determined pattern, mood swings can swing back around from sad to happy, angry to calm, far more quickly than waves swing from low to high. I tend to only write about the high waves. The small ones are boring and frankly I don't need the comfort of writing during the boring times. To my follows, all three of you, He He. The waves are calm now. We had a storm recently, but it is calming. I think Jesus himself must have been calming things because no person can slow things down that quickly. The sun is shining today. Yes, I see it. We all have bad days mine are just a bit more dramatic than yours. "But thanks be to God who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
As a kid I watched my parents fight about different things. I don't really have any other parents to compare them to so I can't really say whether they were normal fights couples have or not. I couldn't even say what most of them were about except the ones that were about me. We only ate as a family on holidays. My father came home late so we kids ate without him. I do remember spending time with him in the evening before I went to bed so it couldn't have been that late. My own husband gets home a little later because of his job commute so we eat late every night. But home schooling has given us the ability to be more flexible than my Mom was able to be. We had school early the next day. As I got older, I remember my Father being home less and less and the fights seemed to intensify. I remember one night when I was thirteen. I could hear them yelling through the wall. My mom found me crying and I told her I didn't want them to get a divorce. She told me...
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