Writing a new story. Happy.
Seeing my friend's adoption pictures. Happy for her, sad that tragedy struck my family and took away our adoption dreams. My heart still aches over our family that will never be.
I have to work on our budget tonight. Blah.
Raccoon cut his head today on some metal. It bled enough to scare us all. I have been on edge ever since. I cannot keep him safe. I pray constantly. And worry. And pray some more. The first person he wanted to tell was Grampie. Sad he's hurt but oh so happy he's okay and it wasn't worse.
Sad this old tree got cut down, happy my kids could play fort.
Happy and sad everyday. And it's okay.