It was a rough night. Emmett only ended up falling asleep in our bed, and that ultimately sent me to the couch. I'm okay with that because it meant that he got some sleep and wasn't up all night. I'm hoping that we can help him through this because he's clearly struggling with everything that's happened over the last couple of weeks and I certainly can't blame him. I know it's been tough for me, and I have a plethora of coping skills he has yet to develop. So far today, he had quite a few emotional outbursts. It's not like emotional outbursts are uncommon for him, but these are not triggered by things that would normally trigger him, like more sensory oriented events. He's miserable, and I hate seeing…

The boys came home this morning. They're in pretty good spirits, and that's always a good thing. Lizze and I are exhausted from the week's events, and if the kids are in a good place, we're all the better for it. We may be going to my grandmother's condo tomorrow to help with whatever needs to be done there. I don't know anything for sure yet. The main mission I have, at this point in time, is getting our lives back on track. I wish I knew how to do that, but we're going to have to figure things out as we go. We have an entire summer ahead of us, a birthday next week and a ton of work that needs to be done so we can one day…

We buried my grandmother this morning, and that was really hard. She was the last grandparent on both sides of our family, and now that entire generation is gone. I don't think that this has really set in yet, but it will hit me at some point very soon. Something that I took away from today is that I spend far too much time worrying about how short life is. I worry about burning through my time on this Earth, and it's depressing. I'm not very religious, but one thing that really stuck with me from the sermon at her funeral today is that I need to stop worrying about how short life is and start living it instead. I'm struggling with that a lot recently, and it's something I…