Hope

Ever since we had to evacuate due to fires threatening our small village I have been unable to write my journal till now. I’m not sure why. Maybe it was having to evacuate which changed my usual routine. Maybe it was the extra stress being away from my normal environment.

Now I am starting to feel better and can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am hanging onto that hope tightly. Without it I have nothing to look forward too.

I have been good at covering up my feelings only letting them show in private. It’s been hard and a real struggle but things are looking up. Thank goodness for family who have nursed me in my times of total despair. Thank goodness for modern medicine which is now reconnecting all the receptors in my brain allowing me to feel more positive about each day.

It may not be smooth sailing but I try to focus on the positive which gives me the confidence to carry on. After three months of depression and anxiety I am looking forward to the next day.

This morning there was a splash of rain and the magical call of a Grey Butcher bird. Wonderful!