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Figured it was time I got back to my blogs. They've just been sitting idle, taking up cyberspace, so let's see if I can get them active again!  My mind today has been steered toward depression. Many of you know I suffer from clinical depression, aka major depressive disorder. Sadly, the stigma attached to clinical depression is still prevalent today. I'll address that later. First, I'd like to offer my opinion of clinical depression. I have suffered from this affliction since childhood, though I had no clue that I "suffered" from any such thing until my 40's. I had all the symptoms but assumed they were just normal. HA! For me, clinical depression is not a sign that I am "crazy", although those closest to me may disagree *chuckle*.  I see it the same as an autoimmune disease. It's a lifetime illness, controlled by medicine and perhaps therapy, and an understanding support system. While clinical depression is a symptom of bipolar depress

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The new Smokey C's

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The new Smokey C's (sign hasn't been changed yet) New Smokey C's dining area Another view of the dining area

Just can't help myself!

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DT's first day of kindergarten The new Smokey C's first customer His order is taking too long! Hey! Where's my order!? This is one of my all time favorite photos.

The Sparrow Brothers -- Arrrrrrr!

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These were taken by Aunt Jen at Jake's 2nd birthday party. She takes such great shots! I love my boys!

Happy birthday, Auntie Green!

Happy birthday, Auntie Green! I hope you have a wonderful day and many, many more. I love you bunches! May God continue to bless you and keep you!! Love always, Karen

Deacon

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My 7-month old grandson is now climbing stairs, pulling himself to a standing position and trying to walk while holding onto furniture and such. Yikes!! He's determined to be like his big brother in every way -- mobile and on the go!! The picture was taken by Shawn at Wal-mart yesterday while Meg and I were shopping. You can see that Deacon was having a blast . . . NOT. Poor little fella was soooo tired.