Cause and Effect

by Tracey Metzger

There was once a time when I didn’t know who I was because of depression.

Now, I don’t know who I would be without it.

It opened my eyes to see things I would not have otherwise seen.

I am more compassionate because of it.

Beautiful things have been birthed as a result of it.

I have bonded with strangers over it.

I love more having experienced it.

I enjoy laughter and savor joy with added gratefulness as a consequence of it.

I depend on God more on account of it.

In a strange, twisted way, it is a gift.