Without a doubt I have been lost in a world of hurt for the past few weeks. It seems like bad things all seem to come at the same time which just makes it harder to keep from drowning in it. The thing about drowning is that with all the flailing around you do sometimes it’s hard to see the rope you have been thrown. It is time for me to stop flailing and grab the rope (or ten) that I have been thrown, it is time to get back to putting one foot in front of the other and controlling what I am able to. We are still out of our house and we don’t know for how much longer but I am not going to let that get in my way; Fall and Winter are hard enough on my mental health and I have to get back to a somewhat healthy place before this stumble becomes a fall.
SO as of today I am getting the food back in control. I am going to start walking at lunch again. I am going to smile like I mean it until it’s real. And I am saying thank you…
Thank you to the other Greyhound mom’s and dad’s at GPAC who have sent along messages of love and support. You are a wonderful group of people and I am so happy to be part of such a great group.
Thank you to my wonderful co-workers and boss who have been super kind and supportive, endured me being out of the office unplanned, plus tardiness and tears when I have been there. On top of that they have made a donation in Lulu’s name to GPAC, which touches my heart so deeply.
Thank you to Louis and Natalie for opening up their home to us. Everyone should be blessed with friends like you.
Thank you to Dawn and Dan for their seemingly unlimited supply of love, hugs and good vibes.
Thank you to my Koivu family, I love you guys so much. Thank you for opening your home and your hearts. You are always there for us, we are so blessed.
Thank you to Crystal and Dan for helping me get out there and literally put one foot in front of the other even when I don’t want to.
Thank you to Aimee who is always there without judgement, who makes me laugh, who gives without thinking about what she is going to get, who knows the best cure for a broken heart is a good friend and a latte.
And of course my biggest thank you is for my husband. Gil I love you more than any words will ever express. You are truly my rock; the perfect blend of strength and softness. I know that no matter what happens in our lives we will always tackle it as a team.
And thank you to everyone who have sent love and vibes and hugs. When the house is back up and running we will have a big party to celebrate how lucky we are to have so many great friends. I love you all.