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.


Sunday, December 12, 2010

Compassion...

Continuing on with our twelve days of "gifts" that we all can give to each other - gifts that won't cost us a thing...

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...COMPASSION.

Yesterday afternoon, a group of us from our church got together and went to a local nursing facility to sing Christmas carols. We had originally planned to go "caroling" in the neighborhood that surrounds our church - but it began raining earlier in the day - and we called the nursing home as a last minute idea. As a result, there were only six of us that went. But, each of us that went were abundantly blessed by our decision to attend.

Some of the residents waved to us as we made our way down the corridors of their home, singing "Jingle Bells" or "Silent Nights". It made us smile. But what really melted our hearts, were the ones that would stop what they were doing and start singing along with us. Some would even request a favorite song for us to sing with them.

We went to that nursing facility to bring a little bit of Christmas to the residents lives - to show them some Compassion - and what we found was... the spirit of Christmas. For the hour that we were there, nothing else matter but the joy and acceptance that we all were feeling. It was amazing - we were being blessed when we thought we were going to bless them!

Compassion is a funny thing.

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