I compare my life experiences of living with Depression,Bi-Polar, and PTSD to sea glass. Glass is beautiful and whole, each piece unique in it's own way, giving pleasure to all that comes in contact with it. Once the glass breaks it is thrown out to become forgotten. It is tossed and turned through storms, sinking in the still waters, pushed against rough sands and rocks not knowing where it will end up. And, as each piece is polished by sand and time, it becomes a beautiful piece of unique art again. Like the glass, I am working on becoming whole again. Each day is a new beginning in my daily journey of healing and recovery.