Love Strikes Back at Depression- With Little Acts of Kindness and a Prayer. Say, “Good morning or Hello”

An introduction to a topic I really want to write about, this topic is depression and it will be from an angle wisdom gleaned by observing situations in my professional and personal life.  l shall write it as a weekly post. You assume that in the family setting you can and should be open and honest about your lives and worries.  However, it is not always easy for the person going through depression to tell you about their problem.  Even if they do it might not be in a way you can comprehend, recognise or relate to.  In my experience, through observation of each others everyday behaviour, as one does, you can know patterns and these can be used to recognise the beginning of a shift from the norm in the physical or emotional  persona or in their mindset.

Whether the person is undergoing treatment by a psychiatrist, having counselling or neither, but relying on the love and care of family and friends, little acts of kindness do help.  Specifically, it’s about planting happy memories, which then go a long way to helping in their recovery.   You might be thinking, but the source of each person’s depression is different, just remember, love and kindness make a big difference to all of us,  no matter our problem.  You probably won’t like to do this but out of love you must.

Lesson One:- Using meal times to communicate and reaffirming you care.  Never forget to greet or say hello anytime and but don’t overdo it.
For example, saying “Good morning, how are you? I have your breakfast. I pray you feel better today. and I am here to listen ” makes a lot of difference even though you might not see it straight away.

Even if you are not allowed inside the room or the person is not getting out of bed at the usual times, leave the tray of food by the door and give that information too.

Copyright:  Susanna Dziworshie 10/07/2018

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Tiny baby

When with utter helplessness

The parents look  on at their baby

Lying in the incubator, so tiny

Yet so loved with faith and will to live.

A jolt, a song and a Birthday breakfast.

Jolt

I felt the jolt, as I was in deep sleep I thought it was a dream.  Then came another and another, so it wasn’t a dream after all.  I distinctively heard children’s voices singing “Happy Birthday to you Mum, Happy Birthday to you Mum ” and they added their own verse, “Wake up and eat your breakfast”.  At this point I started yawning and stretching, with the aroma of a delicious English Breakfast and the children’s happy faces, I didn’t need any convincing.  I thanked, hugged and kissed each of them and winked at my husband who had supervised their morning endeavours.

The Power of His Love

The measure of your love,

So deep it touches the depth,

And we couldn’t fathom its ending

That no one could ever reach,

Such a height that’s way above an Everest

Upon Everest of skyscrapers you ever did see,

And this is all without the width measure,

The inclusion of which would be and is

It is a truly miraculous power because

It’s the Love Jesus Christ Our Lord has for us.

Give and Take

“Thank you for the good genes, look at my toned arm after my tennis games, said the daughter to her mother.

“You are welcome and I am glad I could be of help”, mother replied tongue in cheek.

“Aisha, Aisha please come over,” mother called.

“Why do you keep calling my name like I am a young child?” Aisha grunted.

“Isn’t that a strange thing to say, it is your name after all and I have to say it to call you, if I didn’t, you would say no one is communicating with you” concluded mother.

“All in the name of symbiotic relationship, I guess”, said the opinionated Aisha.
Symbiosis