The way out of depression is in the same place as the entrance... Melancholy crawled into my heart like a snake and, freezing for a second, stretched its head to my throat. A lump blocked my breathing. Alla lay down on the sofa and, turning to the wall, froze. An hour passed and another. It seemed as if the river of life had stopped, frozen to the very bottom and stopped its eternal flow. What for? Everything is pointless! And there is no sea and there is no need to strive anywhere... So many years alone... The work, however, was interesting and filled the world, leaving no time for thought. And now there is no work. How to live, how to raise a son... For what?! A feeling of hopelessness, powerlessness and complete abandonment squeezed my chest in a vice, and my arms hung like whips, and even my fingers did not move. I wanted to merge with the sofa, become it and not feel anything, nothing at all... Three hours passed, Alla still did not move, it seemed that it became a little easier to breathe. Drowsiness wrapped her head in a cotton blanket. Some visions flashed through half-oblivion: gray shadows, caves, a gloomy forest, a lake covered with mud. Some people floated into her consciousness and crowded around there, causing fear and disgust. Finally, sleep came and erased the visions. Breathing became smoother and calmer. Suddenly a bright ray penetrated her consciousness, and a gentle voice was heard. An unknown melody, at first sad, mournful, became more and more joyful, brighter... The sadness will pass, the morning will come, You will meet the bright dawn, And the moment you become wise, You will find love, happy, your own. A little more - you will wake up enlightened .Do not be afraid of anything and never, Live cheerful and in love, Live and rejoice always. I am your Angel, the Guardian of the Light, That which is in the heart and soul. I am eternal and I give answers to all questions. Turn to me! I will come, I will save, I will bless. I am your Angel, and I love you! Somewhere in the distance a bell rang. It rang and rang. I didn’t want to open my eyes or get out of sleep. But the call became more and more impatient, more insistent, and Alla woke up. “Lord!” My son returned from school, but I didn’t open it! Alla jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door, finally opening it. The son looked at his mother in fear. “Mom, what’s wrong with you?!” Why didn’t you open it? Anxiety beat in his eyes. The son clung to his mother, as if seeking her protection. “Everything is fine, son!” I just fell asleep. - Why aren’t you at work? Why did you lock the door from the inside? - I’m on vacation, and I decided to rest a little. I thought I’d lie down for half an hour... Do you want to eat? We have cabbage soup and potatoes with mushrooms... Go wash your hands. The son calmed down and, when he sat down at the table, he was already laughing merrily, telling his mother how he accidentally caused a small explosion in a chemistry lesson, and the chemistry teacher, out of fear, dropped a flask with a solution on the floor, and the lesson was disrupted. Alla listened to her son’s story, and she herself recalled the lines: “I am your Angel, and I love you...” Three days later, a friend called and said that they urgently needed a personnel management specialist. And a week later, Alla was sitting at computer and compiled a training program for personnel. And she was given a salary one and a half times more than at her previous job. Review of the story. To say great is to say nothing!! Saying it on time is also not enough!! That's what you need! Then - when necessary! And in a form that penetrates deeply! My heart is filled with gratitude!! Thank you, Galina Kirillovna!! I love you! Natalya Rodina. Bobrova Galina Kirillovna.