Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Regaining life...one project at a time.

Last week, I started to finally feel like perhaps I was regaining control of our life a little bit. It's been far out of my control for the last 4 years. This summer I have really struggled feeling like I'm on a runaway train called grief and adapting to life. I've been overwhelmed with working full time, being a mom full time and trying to manage a home and all that entails. Because of Danny's battle, there were a number of things in our home that had been neglected out of necessity as life sometimes gets in the way of life. Sometimes, it feels like when it rains it pours. This past fall our sewer backed up which resulted in part of our driveway being removed in order to gain access. Through the course of the winter our furnace went out more than once. By early spring I had patched it for the final time and it was officially a goner which made for some rather cool nights in our home. The floor project that we'd started three years ago still sat untouched. Even keeping up with daily housework while being the mom I desire to be has been a challenge.

I realize this sounds like a big ol' pity party. It's not meant to be. I write all this to say that in a short time span as of late, my driveway has been repoured. I now have a functioning air conditioner and furnace. Last week, because of the rain a contractor was able to come look at and finish his part of the floor project. What a blessing! It's ready for the flooring man when our supplies arrive.

This past Thursday, I was able to be home while our sitter was here. I finally decided to try to tackle the office again. My first attempt failed miserably as I just wasn't ready to face all the medical journals, funeral papers, legal work and everything else that was an in your face reminder of Danny's battle and death. It took me a full 8 hours. I was emotionally exhausted when I was done, but I got it accomplished. As my sister in law pointed out to me, no one is asking me to say goodbye to him forever. It's more an act of figuring out what is most important to me to store away so as to say so long for now. The success felt enormous to me!


A few things on the shelves to still take care of
but it's progress.




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