A few weeks ago I met one of my first online friends along with a dear friend of mine. I found what my college describes as communio – community. We are all moms who have struggled and continue to struggle with depression and anxiety. We shared laughter, compassion and tears over coffee and conversation. The hours passed by like minutes. Thank you so much A and L for a wonderful Sunday afternoon. I am so grateful to have both of you in my life.
Last week, I had lunch with a work friend of mine. We were commiserating over the hardships of balancing your professional life with your family life. I confessed that I had suffered from postpartum depression and postpartum anxiety with Skeeter. She reached out her hand across the table and put it on my hand. Just the look on her face and that touch told me her truth before she even spoke it. She too is a Warrior Mom. She is struggling with PPA for the second time. I have found another member of my tribe. G, I am so grateful to have found another mama like me. My tribe of Warrior Moms that I know in real life is growing. This tribe understands me in a way that some of my other friends could not. I am so grateful for this tiny but growing tribe.