another half inch to an inch yesterday of that yucky white stuff. spent weekend working on the grandpa quilt. have my regular 3-month A1c check up tomorrow and hope to go to bingo afterwards ( missed last week due to the wearther)as dont want my bingo friends to think i've deserted them. Hopefully by the time i get home tomorrow afternoon, santa will have delivered a package to ponder over.
I think we have all suffered from depression at one time or another in our lives--some worse than others--for various reasons. My hats off to all who have conquered (or at least subdued) the enemy. The worst time for me was 9 years ago--i was employed FT and having to make myself go to work every day--knowing that my co-workers were going to remind me of the cause of my depression ( not intentionally)making it that much harder to get through the day. I'm still battling it at times but as the years go by,it at least seems to get better.