Politics of Hope & Joy – some thoughts on a day where we honor the legacy of MLK mere weeks after confederate flags were paraded through the US Capitol in an overt display of white supremacy and two days before the inauguration of Biden and Harris.
I am feeling all the feels – all the feels for myself, for my teenagers who are deeply invested in this election as they come of age in an upside down world, for my core belief that we owe it to each other to fight for the common good, for my fear that another four years of the current administration will break us permanently as a society, and for my hope that we can find a way to remember the things that unite us and work through the things that divide us.
On this day 15 years ago there was so much I did not know. I certainly didn’t imagine that our every day would include my child living (thriving) with mental illness. And that means that somewhere out there this evening are other mothers, in other hospitals, waiting for their own baby to join the world – and evidence shows that approximately 20% of those unborn children will likely have a diagnosable mental illness at some point in their lives.
I had the opportunity to “guest preach” at our church last weekend. In this super strange time where it seems many people are more interested in personal “liberties” or preferences,…
By stripping away the people, pressures, and noise of the world, the man-child has been able to fully accept and own who he is and begin to claim his space in the world. It’s definitely a big deal.
My son is living with anxiety and depression, but the entire family lives with the fallout caused by his anxiety and depression.
Worldwide more than 300 million people of all ages live with depression. My 13year old son is one of those people, but he’s not a statistic and he’s not defined by his diagnosis.
See the faces and know the stories behind the statistics.
#WorldMentalHealthDay is a reminder that there are real people behind the statistics.
#NationalDepressionScreeningDay #MentalIllnessAwarenessWeek #liferealrawbrokenbeautiful
A few days back I had an epiphany of sorts…. You guys – it’s flat out brutal around here. The man child is an absolute wreck. The girl child is…