Invisible wounds
Since moving to Colorado, Fall has been my favorite time of year. Growing up, Fall always brought wind and blowing dirt but in Colorado, I get to enjoy the cooler weather and the breathtaking natural beauty God has shared with us. The tree outside our living room window becomes golden and there are beautiful spatterings of red, yellow, and orange bushes and trees everywhere you look... My favorite is the vibrant red. What also comes with Fall is the reminder that winter is coming and with it the cold unforgiving loneliness that gets stirred up for me in the month of December. Since my mom died in December 2006, every year I struggle. I want so very much to enjoy the holidays and fun memory making with my family and friends but I always seem to keep falling into a pit. That pit brings depression and that brings guilt that I've ruined what should be a wonderful time with family. Every year I try REALLY hard to turn it around and every year I fail. The past couple of sessions with my ...