People think depression makes you really sad. Maybe it does; I don’t really know what went on inside of Davey for all those years, but outwardly, he was just angry and hateful. Nobody really knew what we were going through. Our misery was so complete that it seems like everything else was crowded out. Relationship with my sisters has been one of the many casualties of those years. His depression was such a big, dark thing in our lives, I could barely see around it, and I stopped picking up the phone.
There are so many things we have yet to recover from those years.
But I love my sisters so much! And one of them is coming to visit us this week!
I haven’t seen her – or any of my family – in years, since our last reunion. That’s one of the few downsides to this homesteading life. We were going to try to have another reunion this summer, but we kind of dropped the ball on planning. Also, my other sister has a new baby, so maybe traveling is less fun. I know I never liked traveling with a baby.
But Beckie is coming with her two girls, and the children love their cousins so. By the time she arrives, the weather will have cooled off again, and it’ll be perfect for outings and chatting outside under the trees. It’s going to be a great week.