I truly am a positive person. I can find and focus on the positive in just about any situation. One of my strongest beliefs is that it's so important to focus on the positive because it helps to provide the strength needed to fight the good fight.  I'm frequently accused of being negative, which sorta confuses me because I'm also accused of being too positive as well. It's like make up your mind already.    Here's the thing... My mission with this blog is not to publish pretty, fluffy, sweet smelling articles that contain such a candy coated version of the truth, your teeth hurt just reading them.  The goal is not to make sure my readers are comfortable with what they're reading either.  The purpose of this blog is…

Like anyone else, I have good days and bad days. There are days where I feel like I'm taking life by the horns but there are other days where I feel like I'm being mercilessly gored by those same horns.  The reality is that I do have quite a bit on my plate. Being stressed out isn't an inappropriate response to what my life requires from me. I started making a list of just the major things that I'm losing sleep over and these are in not particular order: I'm getting divorced and it's become complicated  I'm raising 3 kids with very special needs on my own Gavin's physical and emotional health is getting worse The boys are struggling with life in every way imaginable  Our beloved dog Maggie may…

The boys are finally in bed but not sleeping just yet. It's been a really long day and I just want to crash on the couch. There was way too much anxiety, overstimulation and stress today. I need to find a good movie on Netflix and start planning my grocery list cause I will be taking the boys to the grocery store in the morning. I'm not looking forward to that but it needs to be done. While today was extremely stressful, my house feels whole once again and I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. ❤️   

The boys are in their way home and before they even walk into the house, I'm going to stick them in the car.  Emmett's new glasses are finally ready and rather than have him ask me a billion times, I figured we will just head straight there the moment they arrive home.  I'm hoping this will set the tone for the weekend and he will be able to ride the high of getting his new glasses until Monday morning. 😎   

I had this really nice post all planned out. The boys are at their Moms until noon on Saturday and the house is quiet as a result.  Rather than use this time to relax, I can't stop thinking about Maggie.  She goes in for surgery next Thursday to remove a tumor that has the vet very concerned. I haven't said anything to the boys yet and I'm not sure when I will.     I'll only be able to hide this from them for so long because they will have to go with me to drop her off for the surgery. They'll see the stitches and the fact that Maggie will have on the cone of shame for a few days.  I can't help but worry about everything because if this…