Today, I had the opportunity to sit and listen to the mother of a patient who has been very "difficult". I had suspicions of Post Partum Depression and confirmed it today. We talked, she shared, we bonded over motherhood and I used a little time to explain some of the medical miracles we have performed on her daughter in a language that she could understand. She said that she is depressed, she cries a lot. She told me that she can't see anything good. We talked about being able to see the light. She said everything was just dark.
Yesterday morning, while grounding myself before work, I felt compelled to take a photo of the just peaking sunrise in my backyard. I thought, I might post this. I didn't.
Today, I talked to this mom about thinking about a sunrise. We always see the dark before we find the light. Then I showed her the photo. I asked her to find photos of sunrises everyday when she is feeling depressed and defeated to remember, that the light is coming, it always does.