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Three years ago at this time I was curled up in my husband’s arms sobbing. We were both consumed with emotions and plenty of scary thoughts.

Tonight, as he sleeps peacefully upstairs, I sit and think of all we have been through since 2017.

Since it hasn’t killed me I’ve got to be stronger, right? That’s what everyone says.

I’m not.

I think I’ve had some of my lowest days in the last 6 months, that’s not stronger.

We are still sorting through the changes and obstacles we keep facing.

Health Insurance

Job loss and changes

Hopes and dream

Family

Unfinished 01/16/2020