I wanted to write about this since I mentioned mental health and that I know I'm "back". I'd rate my recovery in all areas about 90% at this writing. Which feels like an absolute miracle. Last two years I thought I could be better, hoped I could be better, but now I know I am better.
Here's a little story. Last week I had to go on base to the pharmacy to pick up an RX. It's a nice drive about 20 minutes from the house. On the way over I pass by these shops where you walk on the sidewalk from shop to shop wherever you want to go. It's really a nice place and most of the stores are high end like Anthropologie, Pottery Barn, William Sonoma, Ulta, Aeries and whatever else oh Bath and Body Works, and some restaurants like Panera. You could easily spend an afternoon there strolling around just looking. I used to do that all the time but not in the past 2 years. I did go into William Sonoma last year to pick up Christmas breakfast things for my kids. I started a new tradition of giving them breakfast in a bag with waffle/pancake mix, and little things to go with it. Bougie waffle mix you know?

Something they can have on their Christmas break ready to go when they want it. Also include the pure maple syrup that I get from Wisconsin. It's SUPER good stuff. (There's a story there but it's not important to this post).
So last year I drove over to William Sonoma to pick up my order and the ride over was what I would call a "white knuckle ride". Hands gripping the steering wheel with overwhelming anxiety. Same thing in the store. Kept a smile on my face but the whole time I felt like was disintegrating...not a full on panic attack but high levels of anxiety. I was so happy to go but scared out of my mind...way out of my mind. I hide it well and smile.
So now on the way over to the pharm I drove past there and thought "Oh I could go to William Sonoma and look around! Maybe Pottery Barn!"
When I realized what I was thinking and feeling, I got tears and had to immediately pray thanks and gratitude to God. Why? Because it was
the first time in 2 years that I drove past there and KNEW it was possible for me to go. It wasn't "I wish I could go there but I can't" and cried over it. Now it was..."I could" because I knew in an instant that I could and instead of feeling weak, depressed, debilitated, scared and deprived. I felt instant enthusiasm for what I
could do if I wanted to and had the time and the tears were those of gratitude.
There's not an emoticon that expresses what that felt like! Thank you Lord for that moment of realization, confidence, and celebration,
that sense of victory, healing, and overcoming, for the humility in receiving such a deep and enormous sign
in an instant that blessed me so much with
possibilities again!
That Hard Fought Hallelujah song that msnobody linked to before. Folks I was
crawling for so long. This right here, I think it's finally mine and I feel every word of this in my SOUL!
Brandon Lake - Hard Fought Hallelujah (Music Video)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CtJPdiYk15g