Welcome to Dymphna's Diary

Although I am not Catholic, I find it interesting that "Dymphna" is the patron saint of those who suffer from clinical depression and other mental illnesses. Considering the purpose of this site is to offer inspiration and spiritual guidance to my readers, I felt it was only right I chose her namesake for the title.

In 2010, this site was set up to pass along personal information about how depression has affected my life and the lives of my family. Since then, it has EVOLVED. In 2011, I attempted to present posts that were INSPIRATIONAL to you, my readers. In 2012, I went even deeper with personal stories from people across the United States via touching videos, songs, and interviews. My hope was to show each of you that even when you feel that you are in a situation that no one else could understand, you are not alone. Through it all, my comments have remained to be my personal opinions and spiritual reflections. I will continue to occasionally post information that I feel is beneficial in removing the stigma of mental illness, but regardless I feel blessed to have been given this platform to spread God's love and compassion for ALL people. I wouldn't be where I am today without the strength I receive daily from our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. My hope is that this blog will help you find some comfort in your life. It most certainly is helping me find comfort in mine.

I want to make it perfectly clear, though, that when I make generalizations regarding mental illness, I am NOT giving advice to anyone. I'm just passing along information that I have found helpful in my life. I'm writing about MY PERSONAL experiences and thoughts. Mental illness affects everyone differently and your situation may not be reflective of mine.


Thursday, November 18, 2010

44 going on 4

My granddaughter stays all night at our house a couple times a week, and the more time we spend together, the more I’m convinced that there’s a tiny adult trapped in her 3 year old body! She comes off with the craziest things sometimes. Unfortunately, I think I know where she gets these little sayings of hers.

Now, here’s just one example of what I’m talking about:

Her – “Hey guys, wanna watch Shrek before we go to bed?”
Me – “Honey, we watch Shrek every time. How about we watch something else?”
Her – “Ashully, I wanna watch Shrek.”

Now, where did all that come from?

Me – “It’s time for bed.”
Her – “Let’s read just one more book, Nana”
Me – “Actually, we’ve read two more than we said we were going to read.”

She mimics adults around her all the time! Fortunately, the grown-ups she spends time with aren’t filling her head (and mouth) with the words that I hear some other children screaming at McDonald’s; like “Shut Up”, “Stupid”, or worse.

When I think about it, I'm reminded of the Nursery song “O Be Careful, Little Eyes”. It has the following verse:

O be careful little ears what you hear
O be careful little ears what you hear
There's a Father up above
And He's looking down in love
So, be careful little ears what you hear

The thing is, when it comes to children, we're the responsible ones. The verse should say – “Be careful little mouth what you say” – because those little ears are always listening. Ashully, listening and repeating!

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