It's been an incredible transition from being a single girl to a married woman. Part of that reason is due to the huge location move. Although there were many teary days and nights after the excitement wore off, I have settled in a bit now. It takes much effort on my part to meet new friends and even more to let them into my confidence. Those first months were very lonely with J so busy with school. And then a funny thing happened. We came home for Christmas break and it just didn't feel like home the way I was expecting. I couldn't wait during those last couple days to come back home to Indiana where we had our own rhythm of life, simple as it is.
In the last two weeks the Lord has done such a great work in me. Some of you may know that I struggle on and off with the stumbling block of depression and overwhelming feelings of despair. Some days it was unbearable. Some days it was just on the back burner. And others, I felt totally free. During one of the unbearable days, I was able to talk with my dear friend, Kaaren, from home. I felt totally useless. New wife, not very patient and loving, surely not doing the best job in that department, working a job that is bearable on the best days, not making an impact in any of the children's lives, lacking close and meaningful relationships, missing the fellowship I had had not many months before, no longer in school (something I knew exactly how to do), exhausted, and unable to see any point to what I was doing. I tell you this (really, putting it out there for the whole world to see) not for you to feel sorry for me, but to show you how powerful and faithful our Father is!
Kaaren so helped me see the light. I have been entrusted with a great responsibility. I am to take care of the adopted and loved son of a king! Is there a more important job than that? In our society, the roles put on women are very interesting. What is expected is to be married, gracious, loving, sexy, fit, to work full time, to love your job, to be involved in other things, and to have children (whether or not you are actually the one raising them if you are working full time is another topic for another time).
Here I am, hardly doing any of the these. But I am not judged by societies expectations. I have been given certain responsibilities and not others. I can praise the Lord that I do not have more on my plate! It feels like it's overflowing as it is. Instead, I can now focus and become better at doing the little things.
What this has looked like in the past week may seem small, but my spirit is so joyful I refuse to discount the importance of these steps:
- I wake up just a half hour earlier each day (6 instead of 6:30) so that I can collect my self, get ready, pack up lunches, and make breakfast with time to semi-clean up so that the morning is not stressful and chaotic for J and I.
- During the day I focus on putting J first. I strive for "yes, of course" to be my default answer instead of being prickly and annoyed, which is so easy to fall into. I remind myself to act with the grace and excitement that mirror the gratefulness and love I have for this man. He's wonderful and I want to treat him so.
- I also am doing a better job of getting in physical activity. Some days it's easy to go for a walk with the sun shinning. When it's so cold, I hardly want to move though. I've been making efforts to get to the gym (and HGTV shows really help make the time feel fun and short). I don't usually want to go, but I am never sorry I went.
- I take time out of each day for rest and reflection. This would look different for everyone, but for me it is a nightly bath. It's a time for me to clear my racing mind, get nice and warm, pamper myself a bit, think over my day, and pray. It is the perfect way to end each day.
- I have started focusing more on studying and learning more about God's word. How am I to someday teach my children to be lovers and doers of the Word if I am not already? Even though children are not on the horizon yet, this was a great kick in the pants for my priorities.
- I clean less and worry less about my house. Mom, please don't freak out ;) It's not that the house is dirty; now, I just choose not to let the guilt of the bathroom not getting cleaned for a week and a day to totally derail my peace.
Finding things that keep your spirit peaceful and joyful, and staying focused our Heavenly Father are the only ways to battle depression. Some days it's a little fight and some days it's a war. For any other's in the trenches: Keep fighting the good fight!