I'm trying my hardest to make this week about my stepdaughter, Laston's eldest child, because her birthday is this week.
So I'd better get this out now.
It has been very nearly a year since Laston's death. And it has not been a cakewalk.
Everyone has been great: helpful, supportive, you name it. My mom, especially, and I think sometimes she doesn't get enough credit.
She lost a son-in-law, too, and I'm not sure everyone really gets that. I get the feeling that some people think I'm taking advantage, relying so heavily on my mom. I know she doesn't feel that way, because she would definitely let me know if she did.
My mother is nothing if not forthright.
In any case, this is a fairly rambling post, but I need to do it, lest I spend the week without the catharsis of blogging it; that would likely end up with the emotional upset causing more physical illness.
I'm having enough problems on that score, thanks to the wildfires in British Columbia and the resulting smoke.
Anyway, still rambling.
In general, we're doing okay. Leanna's with us for the summer, Abby's spending all her time and energy on YAPI (a six-week long intensive theater arts program at StudioEast) and Lizzy's spending hers on four different week long day camps, some with her younger cousin and some without.
I just work. 🙂
But life is generally good, as we get prepped for the school year of 2017-18.