It’s been bad, bad, bad, bad.
Andrew and I were so sick during the holiday break. Andrew had a regression with his Aspergers. Jim is working all the time (I’m grateful he’s working but he’s tired and so am I).
Then we lost Grandpa Bud (Andrew’s adopted Grandfather and one of our very best friends), then Andrew’s bus driver died on the same day….then I fell off the deck….– not drinking just icy…
It’s been a shitty couple months.
Now the Giants lost today.
Woe is us.
My mom died on Friday, November 21, 2008, alone in a hospital room with $41 in her wallet…that really, really sucks.
I got a message from Ankit that said he was starting a movement (not bodily) that required me to post a new entry on this blog. That was weeks ago (I think).
I’m empty. Andrew is having a really hard time, Jim is working all the time and having a really hard time, I’m just empty. Andrew is having so much anxiety, headaches…that we are going to have him evaluated again for possible medication to help him. This breaks my heart and I cry every time I think about it. I love my son and I want him to be happy and not eating his sleeve when he thinks about something that worries him. But it also makes me sad to think of him being on medication. God will have to help me with this situation.
I went to a service today for a friend’s brother-in-law. He was only 42 years old. Three years younger than me. So sad. I have to remember to be grateful for everyday. Rest in peace, Dominick.
Sorry, Ankit no happy twist.
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