I’m so glad you stopped by.

My name is Rebecca. I started blogging about four years ago.

I write a lot about depression because I’ve come through a lifetime of episodes and pretty much everyone in my family has as well. I’ve learned a number of skills that I feel will help others. It breaks my heart when I know someone is depressed. (By the way, a few days of feeling low, even a couple of weeks does not qualify for a diagnosis of depression.) But I’m also a Christian and I love home decorating and DIY projects. So that’s why I came up with faith, sigh, and DIY.

Depression didn’t define me then and it doesn’t have to define you either.


There is much misinformation surrounding depression. For example, we think depressed people can’t function normally. But while I was writing about depression I was also a mature Christian with lots of interests, such as interior decorating, DIY projects, leading Bible studies, raising a family, teaching, writing, etc.I lived a pretty normal life as far as what others observed. Inside though, I was often miserable. There is such a thing called “a smiling depression”. That was me for sure.

I still have some “down” days, as does everyone else.  But a few “down” days is NOT depression. The medical community has gone too far in jumping the gun on this one.

Faith.  I am a Christian. I am conservative in my beliefs but very liberal in my acceptance and love of those who believe differently than me. I have conservative views about many things for which I do not apologize.

I will address faith issues often because it’s the most important dimension of my life. However, I will never try to badger anyone to believe as I do. That’s between you and God. I’m always open to well-thought-out comments and questions about faith issues.

Sigh.  I was held victim by depression for years. There are reasons that I won’t write about. It isn’t necessary. Besides, when people tell too much of their story, one of two things happen. Either a person feels the storyteller’s life wasn’t all that bad or that their own story is much worse.

depression's prison

(I highly recommend Ms. Rowe’s book, Depression.)

One day, over thirteen years ago, I decided enough was enough. I fought hard and was finally able to give depression the funeral it deserved.

I write about what I learned during the years of recovery, from my personal experience and the experiences of others, as well as lots of research. I continue to learn about mental health and am always checking out the latest books.

I will never lie about how I’m feeling but I don’t condone whining in myself or others. Rumination (a big word for whining) is a common symptom of depression and it’s never helpful.

Reflection, yes. Rumination, no.

(The physical symptom of sighing is a common symptom of depression.  It’s also a common side effect of antidepressants.) If you happen to meet someone who is sighing a lot, they could be depressed. Sighing is like crying inside.  So I chose the word “sigh”, instead of depression and because it rhymes with DIY. Nice, huh?)


DIY.  I have lots of interests. I will feature some of my DIY projects but apologize in advance that my photos are not comparable to most bloggers. I wish they were. But DIY projects are not the main focus of my blog.

I live in a home over one hundred years old with uneven floors, many rooms and a weird floor plan.

We’ve pretty much remodeled every room in our home.


(Look in front of the fireplace. That’s a stone area we uncovered after ripping up the tile.  It was such a discovery. I started blogging just about the time we tore up the tile. I don’t know what that means but I just know it must mean something.)

Isn’t it serendipitous how one change, one stepping outside the box, can prompt other changes?

We have a darling teeny, tiny, red cabin about two hours north. We had a bunk house built about thirty feet away  and it’s even more adorable. The bunk house is about four years old so it’s growing into itself as I constantly re-decorate it with fabulous thrift store finds. It’s called LaCabinette because I’ve been fortunate enough to visit Paris a few times.



sleeping alcove

sleeping alcove in cabin


We’ve done a lot since these pictures were taken. Below is a picture of the “kitchen” in the bunk house.

kitchen area in bunkhouse

kitchen area in bunkhouse

La Cabinette is where I paint, write and overall just relax. You’ll hear me often refer to my retreat up north just as “teeny tiny red cabin”, not our teeny tiny red cabin, just teeny tiny red cabin, like someone’s name.

I love diy projects, painting (rooms and pictures), re-decorating my home and helping others do the same. I knit, crochet, sew, etc. I like making jewelry, re-purposing thrift store and garage sale finds, blogging, and most importantly spending time with family and friends.

I love traveling and have been fortunate to have seen much of the world due to my husband’s many frequent flyer miles. However, this was a very trying time for both of us. We didn’t like being apart but we didn’t have much of a choice. It was that job or no job. God saw us through it though and we both agree it was good for us as individuals and as a couple.

I am the primary caregiver for my mom although she still lives in her own home. That takes a lot of my time but I am so blessed to still have her in my life.

I have four grandchildren, the youngest, three years of age, has Down Syndrome.  It was a tough time.

I have a long-term marriage and my husband has been my greatest supporter on my journey to emotional and mental health.

I have a huge “sweet tooth” so I have to get on my elliptical machine five out of seven days and work out with weights about twice a week. I have unruly very blond hair and bad feet that have undergone too many surgeries.

I like “girly” things but I love getting dirty working in my garden as well.

I love painting anything because I love color.

I collect scrapbook paper just for the color and pattern, and I don’t even scrapbook!

I love thrift shopping, Goodwill shopping and especially garage sales. Every year I tell myself, “No more. You have enough junk.” But every year I fail. I just always see the possibilities which is why my friends love it when I go shopping with them. I would dumpster-dive too if I knew where to find some and if I were sure it was legal.

I blog about depression because it was my enemy for many years. I write always to encourage and educate those of you who know what depression feels like. I will never tell you to “just get over it”. I will always respond to comments and I welcome e-mails.

I don’t have all the answers but I can help. I encountered many situations during my years as a hospital chaplain. I saw people at their worst. I encountered those with doubts about their faith; those who were depressed.

As a Bible teacher and retreat leader, I was exposed to many different people and situations. People often shared their stories with me.

But most importantly I know firsthand what depression and anxiety feel like and anything I can say that will help someone get better is the main reason I blog.

I think the post that says the most about me is the post that I wrote after the birth of my youngest grandchild. I would suggest if you are visiting my blog for the first time, you read that post.

Then I suggest that you click on “depression” in my menu section. There is lots of material for you to pick from.

Finally, I would direct you to my ‘Books I recommend” page for some book titles you might find helpful. I’m always adding to this list.

Anyway, that’s it for now.

God bless and I hope you have a good day.

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