My Great Aunt Janeen Anderson passed away recently.
Janeen was my Mom's Mom's (my Grandma's) sister. Their last surviving sibling is my Great Aunt Pat.
Aunt Janeen and her family lived in Omaha when I was growing up, She and Uncle Frank moved to Bella Vista Arkansas thirty years ago, and have loved it. Uncle Frank was the first mayor of Bella Vista, so we called Aunt Janeen the first First Lady.
Aunt Janeen had many wise things to say, but the one thing that has impacted me the most was her description of depression, which she also lived with. She said that depression is the dark night of the soul. That is a beautiful description for such an awful condition. I love it so much.
Depression is the dark night of the soul.
It is poetic when depression is anything but.
It is hopeful when depression makes things seem hopeless.
It compares depression to night which implies morning is coming.
Thank you for your loving fingerprints on my life Aunt Janeen. We will all miss you very much.
Post from one year ago today...
May 24, 2016