I Just Want to be Okay

Grief is such a tricky thing.

Well, maybe it’s more acceptance is a tricky thing? I guess I’m not sure which one.

Chicken. Egg. Egg. Chicken. Which came first?

We are having the busiest December. Typically, I thrive in chaos. This go-around…not so much.

I feel like I’m running in mud. Only the mud is school holiday-themed-dress up days, gifts for teacher…