I would dip in and out of this stage. I will say, that having kids makes it so you can’t just lie on your couch in the fetal position and suck your thumb, even if you’d like to. I had to get up and do their stuff, and keep going.
And the fact that I had about 9 million things to do kept me occupied most of the time.
But it was hard not to say “WHY ME”, what’d we do to deserve this?
But, I also really think you need some time to be sad. Especially if this is true grieving, someone that you’ve lost. You need to have your sad time, because if you don’t it will hit all the sudden.
I wanted SO much to have my last week of school be at time that I could really dig deep into how hard this move was going to be. And I must admit, God gave me that week. I road the highs of Conner’s graduation ceremony, and the lows of leaving the school on that final day.
It does remind you to enjoy whatever it is you’re doing, because it won’t always be like that.
It just won’t.
So, what do you guys think? Is depression a helpful step? How do you know when it’s time to move on from that step? And how do you move on?