This week I came across a good educational resource regarding mental health - mainly depression at this point - in older adults.  Good short videos & information provided in easily understandable format.  

 I love walking in the rain, 'cause than no -one knows I'm crying (author unknown).  Crying is to me a private, silent healer of my dark nights of the soul.  I remember  a very very close person dying and for the life of me I could not cry...but one day, in the rain, all alone on a busy downtown city bench the tears started and ran as if they would never stop and to my utter amazement they were for me and no one else, not even the deceased. Life is strange if we left it but this moment was a pure atonement, or as I prefer to say, at one moment. 

In addition to the thread in Health and Aging where people are leaving comments regarding the tragic loss of musicalmackenzie and the thread in Religion ‘My Heart is Heavy’, I thought it might be helpful to have a space to process, to share, to support with regards to the impact such a loss has on our wondercafe community and/or in our personal lives.

First of all, I realize that Feb. 14th is still 6 or 7 weeks away...  but this is brewing on my mind so I thought I'd write about it:

does anyone have guidance on survival skills for living with hychondriacs / depressants -- especially as they age?

Picture a situation where an mention of the "C" word has a person on their death bed, and their partner  planning their funerals.  where if someone has xyz it has to be a severe xyz, and you hear great details about it.  That in some ways, it is better to have a severe xyz, cause if it was minor then they would have been making details.

I am 33 years old and sometimes wonder how we as humans coap with life i was diagnosed with depression when i was 10.It has been a long hard road recently i ended up in the mental ward of the hospital after it got bad.  I wanted to take my life but a friend told me to get help and it got me to thinking and maby someone can help me answer a few things.  The first is can someone like me with depression ever meet someone who is kind like me and would understand what i am going through.  The second is how can i cope with the fact that yes everyone i live with my 81 year old grams

The economic newsletter I read yesterday was full of dire predictions of falling production, no consumer confidence and global layoffs.  I remembered what it felt like to be suddenly searching for a job.

I have experienced Christmas Spirit before.  I really have.  That wonderful feeling of inner peace and contentment, of loving your fellow man, of kindness and goodness, that Hallmark Movie-of-the-Week feeling.  I have felt it.

But not for a long, long time.