It's a normal morning on the day before Halloween. You're at a skills fair at work, Damen is at school, Kian is napping, and Rylee is digging in the backyard. I am losing my shit while doing the dishes.
We've been back and forth this morning. You're annoyed at me for being crazy.
I'm trying my best to lock this shit in my head and not let it effect you or the kids. I haven't done the best job of that so far, but it is only 9:30.
Starting right now, I'm taking control of my brain and coming back down to earth. My grief will not ruin this holiday, and I'm so sorry that it's run this past week straight to hell.
You don't deserve it. You shouldn't have to put up with it.
I love you, please forgive my crazy.
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