February 29, 2016.
Here we are , two and a half months since my dad died. I've had a lot of quiet time to sort through things and be on my own. I have so much to do, I'm finding coupons expired in November. Its like, life was already tough enough. Losing dad is a category of its own.
I had this weekend to myself in the house. I couldn't sleep and didn't push the issue. I let myself sort through things. For the first time, I could work on without being crippled from emotion the entire time.
