Well, first I did not hear back about the interview. I am trying to maintain my optimism but some days it’s not so easy. So, with that being said I met with a realtor on Monday to get some information and make sure there isn’t more work I need to do on the house. Unless something unexpected happens the house will go on the market right after the holidays. I have so much painting and work that I have to do and work to hire done, but less and less time to get it done. I find myself sitting, stuck in the memories of 31 years lived in the house. I knew it could have to end this way, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
Next, Sabrina and I have been fostering a dog for my friend Lilly who rescues dogs. Lucy, a 1 year old black terrier mix, has been a challenge to say the least. She needs a lot of patience, but she gives a lot of love to any person that gives her attention. At times it has been very difficult for me, like the night I had to take her to the emergency animal clinic in the middle of the night, it was a flash back to an endless number of late nigh ER visits with Robby. And just like with Robby it started with trying to decide whether to go or try to wait it out overnight. I cried the whole way to the clinic, and the whole way back. But her time with us is coming to an end, Lilly is in search of a forever home for Lucy.
Finally, as for nightmares/tears/pain…..well status quo. I have no idea when or if any of that will improve. You know it’s funny, I have friends that push me about moving on, or getting rid of my son’s things. But I have one friend that makes sense to me, he said don’t you ever forget your boy, hold on to all your memories, cry whenever you need to and talk about him anytime you need or want to. Thank you for that advise Curtis. So I just keep trying to move forward, but I can’t even think about moving on…….