Im still here. ... well, Im here and surviving... functioning barely. and all the time while I struggle, I just cant imagine the level that the kids are struggling on. Little breakdowns in between the mundane things that make up a day or night. I keep finding myself walking around the house from room to room..
I really just dont know what to do with myself. life seems to have lost its pizzazz. (how the heck do you spell that anyways?) Thought about going to the beach today, then I think.. why bother?
so very badly need to work in my yard.. and then I think... for what?
the calling hours are tomorrow night and the funeral on friday.
I'm out of teabags. need groceries and I just cant seem to make a list.
Im very surprised that I am stuck in this place. I didnt expect it.
anyways.. just checking in.