Monday, November 27, 2006

A troubled mind finds aching hearts


Things spiral out of control at home and tension fills the air. Buster, trapped in his depression, so much so, that he can't even think it, let alone see a way out. Polly and I had a talk with him this evening, it did not go well. So much confusion, so much compassion. I wish he would let me in.

This is real life, this is my life. This is not easy. I am up to the task and have more love in my heart and more patience than he could possibly dream. I can't say that I know what I'm doing, but what I do know is; I'm doing the best that I can.

1 comment:

Becky said...

"Have patience with all things---but chiefly have patience with yourself. Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but everyday begin the task anew." ---Saint Francis De Sales