I've Been Told....

That "the Lord will not give us more than we can handle".  This may be a simplified way of phrasing it, but that statement has helped me in times of duress.  Other times, I've tested the limits of it.  I was given almost more than I could bear when my father died and I then went into a deep depression.  I think his death triggered the depression, I don't think it was the reason for it.  I was in it for a long, long time.  My house has not been clean since. 

Now, I fear, that our family may have been given something that will sorely test that age old belief.  I fear that my dear, precious granddaughter -- the one I have been so very worried about during her grief over the loss of her mother and the same one who is entering puberty -- is also showing signs of bi-polar disorder.  Her mother was (or would the correct word be - had?) bi-polar and it was never treated correctly.  I feel that it ultimately led to her death.   If the reason for the most recent actions of my sweet granddaughter are indeed the first signs of bi-polar disorder, I don't know if I'll be able to handle this.  I really don't know that I will.