There have been times in my life when I felt worthless. I know that the lives of most people don’t go smoothly, not always the way they dreamed they would, rather, they have ups and downs, some more serious than others.There were times when I felt as though I had been dropped and crumpled, either by bad decisions that I had made, or circumstances that came my way.
- Our first baby was born six weeks prematurely and only lived for three days.
- One of our daughters had what the specialists called a one in a million accident and to this day, I am full of admiration for the way she has dealt with it. She makes the most of her life and together with her loving husband has brought up three delightful children. I am proud of her.
- Our son was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia after he was released from the military; and although he came home to us physically, mentally, he was missing in action and because he was medication resistant and realized that he would never have the peace of mind that he yearned for, he ended his suffering and went to a place where I hope he found calm, quiet and waves fit for a surfer.
- He is the reason that I started writing books and blogs because I promised him that I would work toward trying to lessen the stigma associated with mental illness and other handicaps.
- At that time, I kept hoping that there would not be any more tragedies in our lives. I wondered what we had done to deserve such pain and suffering in our lives and hoped that once what was left of our family had managed to cope with our terrible loss, we could work toward living a happier kind of life.
- Many years later, I noticed changes in my husband, and the diagnosis was Alzheimer’s. He passed away two and a quarter years ago.
- No matter what has happened to our family, we are determined to cope. My daughters are very special people and have been supportive all the way, through thick and thin, so, my husband and I must have done something right. There have been times when we thought we were to blame for schizophrenia until we read a book written by a psychiatrist telling us that NO ONE CAN CAUSE SCHIZOPHRENIA.
- My message here is; one has only two choices in life. One can slip into a depression or, one can pull together as a family. We chose the latter.