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.


Saturday, March 12, 2011

MY Coat of Many Colors

When I was a little girl, my mother made quite of few of my and my sister's clothes for us. I particularly remember a pair of flower dresses we had one year. The dresses were identical except for the colors - one was yellow and the other was blue. Everyone asked us if we were twins. (We aren't.)

Anyway, the summer those dresses were sewn, my mother had scheduled for us to have our pictures professionally taken. The photo appointment was made... the dresses were made... and we got pink eye - One of us in the right eye and the other in the left eye! My mom kept the appointment with the photographer. I'm glad she did.

When I think about that picture, I also think about the summer my sister and I got chicken pox together. We sat at the screen door at the front of our house and watch all our cousins playing outside. We were covered with calamine lotion and we were miserable - but we had each other!

You never know when life is going to give you a great memory, so make sure to take advantage of all of them!

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