Normally, you would find me at mass on Palm Sunday. Not this year. This year I had to meet with a doctor I have never met before for a psychiatric exam. The Department of Social Services do not trust my doctors and nurses who have treated me for the past two years. Magically, in one hour, a psychiatrist is going to determine my mental health. First of all, it is very hard to talk to someone I do not know about my mental illness. Knowing the psychiatrist has been hired to determine if I am malingering or have a "factitious disorder" is quite depressing and disheartening.
However, I know that God is looking out for me. Before I left for my appointment, I sensed that I should check my mailbox. I was delighted to find a card from my Mother. The words, "I've been longing for you... was on the outside of the card with a picture of a dachshund. On the inside, the words, "I miss you!" What perfect timing. Naturally, I cried.
When I completed my appointment with the psychiatrist, I was happy to see Carmen, a social worker from the Casa Esperanza in the waiting area. I had not seen her since I left the transitional living facility to move to my new apartment. It was SO good to see her. We hugged and had a wonderful conversation. She promised to tell everyone at the "casa" that I send my love.
Although I was not at church today, I felt closer to God than ever. I knew God was with me and I also knew that I had family and friends with me.
Hope you have a wonderful Palm Sunday too!
Several days ago, I also got a postcard from Tim. Although he did not have a picture of us together, he did send a picture of him with a friend. Maybe I will cut out the picture of his friend and insert a picture of me. LOL
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