The miracle of friendship happens in great ways even though they may seem small. When we speak to others, we have no idea how much life our words carry and mean. This post is the best that I have read today. It was least expected that I should see my name in a post such as this and not only am I humbled by Darrel’s words, but I am humbled to think that my words can make a difference enough for this lovely person to count me as a worthy friend.
Depression is an ailment that is not too well understood and it is a silent killer. It’s never an easy burden to bear on those who suffer from it.
I started out wanting to write a blog about depression, as well as this one, concerning how I feel about my friends in the blogging community… The two seemed to be intertwined in my mind, which was confusing me about what to say, and when. So I’ll begin with the most important. It’s not the volume of friends that I have here that matters to me, it’s the miraculous advancements in my writing, I couldn’t possibly achieve without them! They are the reason I can hang in, while my depression always says that I can’t! That would be next to impossible in and of itself… So you see? A few loyal friends is way heavier than a multitude of fair weather friends who desert you when you’re at a low point in your live; just the time when you need your friends the most!
They have done more than keep…
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