This time of year brings a lot of emotions. The day starts ending quicker, the weather starts getting colder, softball comes to an end for the season. It also reminds me of time that should be spent with family, but isn’t. This year, with Granny being gone, the holidays just don’t feel the same. Grandparents and children are what really make the holidays great and now I have neither. That’s tough for me.

Usually I can make it through without my anxiety or depression getting terrible but it’s been nothing but bad news for the last little bit. Yesterday, I got even worse news that my dog tore her other ACL and has to have another $5,000 surgery. So much money going out and all I want to do is buy a house. I want to have another house of my own and I feel like every time that I get close, it just seems further in the distance. It’s overwhelming and deflating, but I have to do whatever I can for her because she is truly my saving grace.

I need to just start writing more. It always helps. Not only for me, but the people that count on me to talk about things that they might not be able to. So, here’s to that . . .