I'm not angry anymore

Okay, so I just read over my last year or so of blogposts.
Yikes.
I have been one angry and disgruntled woman. I suppose it was a mid-life crisis of sorts.
These posts would've been me talking at the height of learning to deal with Clinical Depression, and I hope not to go back there again. I have deleted some of the more serious offenses.
I am thankful for the Lord in my life, and for his ever-present love. As I was feeling alone and abandoned, I realize now how much He was looking out for ME!! The poem "Footprints In the Sand" has taken on a new, personal meaning. Although many of us have read it many times, it bears repeating:

Footprints

One night I had a dream--
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord
and across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints,
one belonged to me and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in my life.
This really bothered me and I questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you would walk with me all the way,
but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life
there is only one set of footprints.
"I don't understand why in times when I needed you most,
you should leave me."
The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child,
I love you and I would never, never leave you
during your times of trial and suffering.
"When you saw only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

...Mary Stevenson