It has definitely been awhile since I’ve posted. And that has been intentional. Sometimes, life tends to get in the way of, well, life. I’m starting to think this business called being a grown up is way overrated.
Since I’ve posted last, we’ve received bad news regarding the health of a loved one, in short, we are preparing to make end of life decisions for our relative. We’ve also had to send both of our dogs to doggie heaven. It’s been rough. Too much death. Not enough time to digest it.
And now, we are heading into fall here in Ohio. The time change will be upon us next weekend. I don’t mind the fall but my favorite season in Ohio? Winter. I love, love winter. It’s kind of nature’s reboot. I enjoy it immensely. I also annoy people who hate winter in Ohio. I enjoy this too.
The hubs and I took a recent weekend getaway trip to Cincinnati. We had a great time. Upon our arrival home, reality hit us…there were no dogs running to the door to greet us. It was awful. Now, the hubs and I are typically not active people (until carbohydrate consumption is counted as a sport, that is). We come home, clean the house enough to keep the health department away, and lounged around with our pups. No pups means an entire lifestyle change.
This week, I am starting grief counseling. Not just for my dogs but because I lost my mom last year and am no longer at peace with it. I don’t know if it’s because the holiday season is upon us or because I just feel like being mad about it. But I know how these things can manifest into something deeper if not properly dealt with so I’m reaching out to a counselor for assistance.
I’ve never been in a situation where I couldn’t handle whatever life has thrown at me. This is new for me but in the 15 years that the hubs and I have been together, life has been very good to us and maybe that’s why I need some help? Bad news is coming out of left field? And with a fury.
I’m looking forward to my first session and finding some peace with this “grown up business.”