I'm doing great thanks.
It's difficult to allow myself to enjoy life as it is sometimes, I keep thinking back to how it was and thinking that at least he was alive then, but in reality, he wasn't living, just barely existing. It's getting easier for me though, I have to keep reminding myself that it's ok to be sad, but it's more ok to be happy.
I remember the good times, but I also remember the bad times, I have to keep it real for two reasons. So I never forget what Joe lived through, and so I can trully appreciate the peace in all our lives now.
My son, who is waiting for an appointment for possible ADD has suddenly 'lost' all his symptoms in the last few weeks (not something that's happened in the last 3 years) I'm holding my breath, but I guess I know why. I'm happy things are going well for him.
We went out today, me Joe and Dan, and the boys were complaining because I was taking too long with my make up! I haven't worn make up for ages. I guess I'm caring for me now too
Life's good, thanks for asking.