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Jean Jean posted a condolence

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

This story breaks my heart and moves me to tears, because I can relate to her pain and suffering in so many ways. Her story smashed the walls that I have been constructing and hiding behind for quite some time. The loneliness, the rejection, the isolation, and the frustration is all too real. If there is one lesson we wives learn well, it is to wear our mask. Sometimes, being a military wife is just so hard and so lonely and so painful. I think she is very brave for expressing herself so openly, and I am relieved that her cry for help was answered. I am praying that she is renewed and restored. (Address from MilSpouse Mutterings) To send Jessica, the military wife mentioned in today’s earlier post, messages of hope and encouragement and to show her that she is loved and cared by many of her military sisters and brothers, you can send her a card to: Jessica P.O. Box 292138 Columbia, SC 29229 Kirsten O’Neill car insurance affordable car insurance

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Doc Doc posted a condolence

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Dear Jane, I’ve been in those shoes you are describing. I am a Navy wife and I suffer from Depression. It is just who I am. I have been to counselling. I have talked to my Chaplin. I have reached out to friends. It is crushing to have someone say to you, “Suck it up.” or “Your a Christian so depression is a ‘sin’”. That one is the worst. It is not a sin. It is however something that can cause us to sin if we let it take hold of our lives. I often think of the man who was born blind and Jesus’ disciples asked, Who sinned? This man or his parents, that he was born like this? and Jesus answered that neither had sinned but that he had been born this way so that Jesus could be glorified. And then Jesus healed him. I often think that I was born this way so that I could do the best I can with my situation to bring the Lord glory even when I am at my lowest. “MY UTMOST FOR HIS HIGHEST”. I also am a Type 1 diabetic and feel the same way about that. As much as it hurts to hear someone say “suck it up” we need to just turn to the next person and the next and keep reaching out until you find someone who reaches back. When I was volunteering at a crisis pregnancy center I met another Navy wife dealing with the same thing and she was the one who reached back to me. I can’t tell you how many people let me down before I found her… but I will tell you that I learned from those people what NOT to do when someone reached out to me. Now, 8 years later, it has made me more sensitive to the needs of the younger wives in our military community that are overwhelmed and trying to reach out. Don’t give up! I found wonderful women in the 3 different EFree Churches we have attended since then. Titus 2 talks about the older women training the younger women. I whole heartedly believe that that was the key to me getting better. IN HIS LOVE,Rebekah Rebekah Newton nexium propecia

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Thursday, March 29, 2012

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Saturday, March 24, 2012

Once upon a time, I turned pages for Jamie when he performed the Kreutzer Sonata at a studio class. This was before I played it myself, so I was unfamiliar with the theme & variations movement. There's one particular variation which is 2 straight pages of 16th notes, and 2 repeats. I made the mistake of glancing away from the page for a second, and discovered to my horror when I looked back that I couldn't remember a) where we were, and b) whether we had done the repeats. I ended up half-standing & hovering for what seemed like an eternity, with Jamie kindly giving me subtle no shakes and finally a clear yes nod.Then there was the time that I turned for a friend playing in a vocal recital @ Scotiafest. He asked me at the last minute as a favour, so I accepted, forgetting that I was battling the remnants of a nasty cough. There's nothing like being on stage and NOT BEING ALLOWED TO COUGH that will make you want to cough up a lung. I managed to get through the entire thing without once coughing during a piece, but then had a friend in the audience comment on the odd expression on my face at various times. eastwood auto insurance car insurance qoutes

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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

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Devendra Devendra posted a condolence

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Had to swallow down some lumps in the raotht. thanks for sharing this. Even though I got about 10 more good years with my dad after we moved back to Oregon...it just didn't seem enough. I was 27 when he hung himself, he was 48. I am not over it yet, accepted it...somewhat, but over? That won't happen in this life, for me anyway. I have had dreams like the one you spoke of. Not in the exact scenario but similar. Seeing the person in all the detail, healthy, happy, completely whole and then there was something that was coming to take them away (I think in my dream it was a bus...can't remember really) but the idea was similar...it meant "goodbye" and I didn't want to say goodbye, I wanted to stay with him in the dream. I even woke up with real tears streaming down into my ears...('tears in my ears'...sounds like a really corny country boo hoo song)

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