When Times Are Tough

When times are tough, I tend to hug Henry a little tighter.  I find comfort in his deep, soulful eyes and button nose.

His little face has a way of making my sad feelings a little less sad.  For this, I am grateful.

To put it lightly, the month of May has been awful. Just terrible!

The past week, we’ve been back on the East Coast with family after receiving news of an ill family member.

We are holding up but not doing well. I am in shock.  I am sad. I am mad. I am having all sorts of feelings.

Here we are living on the opposite coast, from our families, living the life we chose. And for what?

Are we enough for Henry? Doesn’t he deserve more than the long distance family we are giving him? Is it fair for us to have him 3,000 miles away from grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins?

I don’t know. I am rethinking everything. Our lives are currently on hold until we figure out more information about this specific illness currently affecting our beloved family member.

Please send us healthy vibes and good thoughts.  We sure do need them.

The only positive in the situation is that {Baby Beetle} is spending day after day with his nine month old cousin.

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