Kindness of Friends

I am so grateful for the kindness of friends.  My friends from church are trying to do what they can to help me in my darn times.  One of my closer friends brought me dinner tonight.  These little things make an impact not only on me but my whole family.
My aunt, my mom's sister, called me this morning.  We talked for a while.  It's such a relief to talk to someone who understands where I am and loves and accepts me. 
I don't think that ever in my dark depression times I ever knew that I was not alone and that I had such family and friend support.  I always felt alone.  I always wanted to feel loved.  But this time I am being more open, I'm not suffering as silently.  I'm dark and feeling like my brain is scrambled eggs, but I know I have friends and family who love me.  I have my husband who loves me.  I complain about him and my kids, but they are the reason I keep trying.
My stomach feels a bit squidgy but I'm going to keep trying.  I love and miss my family.  I'm grateful for the family I do have.
I really am tired of depression.  It's a cruel master.
dea