Linda Paxton's Story
My journey from hopelessness to hope started 15 years ago.
Circumstances beyond my control led to my mental break. We were living in a 600-square-foot house with our three kids, who were five, two and four months. My husband, Chris, had been told he was losing his job. I went on an overnight driving trip with the kids, which ended with the police taking me to the hospital. I was admitted to the psychiatric ward, diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia.
The situation seemed hopeless. I was told I couldn't work; I was also told that I couldn't have the baby in the hospital. How was I to feed him? That's when the church community and God took control. Marion, our priest 's wife, helped Chris wean the baby. Wow! I couldn't even feed my children. How would I get well with these major problems?
Offers of babysitting came; casseroles appeared at our front door. I was released near Christmas. Chris and I decided I wasn't well enough to purchase Christmas presents.
Just before Christmas, a knock came at our door. It was Bill and Mary, owners of a Montessori School my son attended. They came in with five boxes filled with food, including a turkey, as well as diapers and toys. We would have a real Christmas after all. We tearfully accepted what was given to us and had a fantastic Christmas.
How did I get better? I began to work with a professional fitness coach, who showed me how to lift weights and increase my walking. I found that this exercise program increased my mental wellness.
Now I am working! Yes, hopes and dreams do come true!