More struggles with life...
Yesterday I found out that I have to get rid of my dog, Chippy. While I am trying my damndest to be optimistic, I'm having a hard time with it. I knew that it couldn't last forever, but I had hoped to sake through until the end of the lease.
For the past year and a half, I've been plagued with challenges, and it's really starting to get to me. It's hard to be so damn optimistic, when you have been stripped one by one of the things that matter most to you. I take solice in the faith that I'm being set up for some big reward. That all of these sacrifices are challenges that, once overcome, will lead to something wonderful. That's really all I can cling to at this time.
I am even starting to feel like I have to deal with this latest loss all by myself. Mikal is worried about everything under the sun, and has withdrawn from me - as they all do. We could pull together and deal with this together, but other than a few nice hugs and words of encouragement, he's holed himself up to play video games.
It sure puts a lot of pressure on him to have me around. At least I am now working, even if it is temporary, and can help out with the income some. I know that adds a whole new spectrum of problems - transportation, etc. - and a whole new level of worry for him. Damnit, I just want to go hole up in a mountain somewhere by myself.
Fortunately, I can sew. It takes my mind off of things for a while. Not long enough, but for a while.
For the past year and a half, I've been plagued with challenges, and it's really starting to get to me. It's hard to be so damn optimistic, when you have been stripped one by one of the things that matter most to you. I take solice in the faith that I'm being set up for some big reward. That all of these sacrifices are challenges that, once overcome, will lead to something wonderful. That's really all I can cling to at this time.
I am even starting to feel like I have to deal with this latest loss all by myself. Mikal is worried about everything under the sun, and has withdrawn from me - as they all do. We could pull together and deal with this together, but other than a few nice hugs and words of encouragement, he's holed himself up to play video games.
It sure puts a lot of pressure on him to have me around. At least I am now working, even if it is temporary, and can help out with the income some. I know that adds a whole new spectrum of problems - transportation, etc. - and a whole new level of worry for him. Damnit, I just want to go hole up in a mountain somewhere by myself.
Fortunately, I can sew. It takes my mind off of things for a while. Not long enough, but for a while.