Do unto others - the power of helping

Usually during this time of year, efforts to assist the less fortunate go into high gear. Normally, I have not participated in such efforts, but this year I had a couple of opportunities to do some volunteer work in my community. Last week, a local church hosted a feed the hungry day where they offered free meals to homeless and needy individuals all day. I helped to serve the meals. Also, I helped an older lady pack up and give out Thanksgiving food baskets for elderly residents. In both instances, I could feel the appreciation from the people that we were helping. The smile that came onto their faces really made me feel good. I loved feeling like I was making a difference in someone else's life.

What does all this have to do with depression, you ask? Well over the years I've found that the more I focus on other people, the harder it is for me to fall deeper into my own hole. The more I help someone else, the more I help myself. Giving is sometimes the best gift that I can receive. It truly does something positive to the psyche. When you get that appreciative thank you or smile or hug from someone because you made their day - it's indescribable how good that feels. You don't have to have a lot to give. Maybe you can read a story to a group of elementary school kids, or mentor a kid who doesn't have a support system, or spend time with an elderly neighbor who is alone or volunteer at a local soup kitchen. I don't know - whatever you feel passionate about. But realize that you CAN and DO make a difference in the lives of others.

Helping others is good medicine for what ails you. I can testify to that!

Progress is great!

The past few weeks have been great. I've been walking everyday. Taking my meds. Playing with the kids (and the hubby). Just enjoying life again! I went to the doc last week and found out that I lost 7 pounds. Hurray!! I have had this overwhelming sense of peace and calm. I think the walking has helped sooooo much. Ever since I started, I have not needed the Ambien or the herbal sleep "potion" that I had been using. Plus, the Cymbalta has really kicked in. Life is good. For anyone reading this, there is hope. No matter how down and depressed you feel, there is HOPE! I mean a couple of months ago, I was in the hospital wanting to kill myself. Now look at me. God can do anything and turn any situation around - have faith. I am not trying to preach because I don't know what your beliefs may be but I just wanted to put that thought in your ear. Take care, everyone!