i have never felt less like writing in my life than i do now. i just can't think of anything to say. i suppose some of it is that i have fallen back into the routine of work, errands, home, read, pets, sleep, do it all over again.
my grandfather's cancer diagnosis has hit hard. he's 86 and dying. his death will be hard, not just his physical absence, but the repercussions for my grandmother and the rest of the family. i'm still in the frame of mind that one more loss, one more heartbreak, will be able to push me over the edge of sanity and that i will be unable to come back.
intellectually i know that it's unlikely but it sure feels real to me. i struggle every day to survive and to take care of myself and the pets while holding down a job and trying to pay $10 here and $10 there to all my creditors. not so much fun.
i'm still as tired and as frazzled as i can be.
grace and peace
may i just write that the "intellectual" aspect is huge? $10 is nothing to sneeze at, and frankly I think you are doing fabulous.
ReplyDeletethat piece made my night, and as amy snow and i pray for our friend amy jo we know amy jo is one wonderful lady and we both are thankful she is our friend. keep that routine up! it is vital! watch a funny movie every night when you get home too!