I was really struggling with depression yesterday. I could barely move and I realized that it had been sneaking up pn me for weeks, slowly blanketing me and zapping my energy, even dulling my thoughts. Yesterday I was down, seriously down.
I went to the grocery store, asing for requests before I left, but there was answer from the kids. No sooner did I return to thehouse than did Evan sheepishly come up to me and say he needed to make home made chocolate chip cookies for his social studies class. We went back to the store. Normally I would have whined by I couldn't reach through my own depressed fog to even react. I just put the groceries down got back into the car.
Then later I was standing in the kitchen about to commence operation help Evan to bake fresh chocolate chip coolies for Evan's social studies class when Evan gave me a hug from behind and I said "I love you, baby" and he said "I love you , Mom" and that was about the best Evan moment I have had for a long long time.
I'm holding on to it.