Well hey, we made it to the end of November. Did I write every day? No. Did I write more often than I have been? Yes. I'm calling it a win.
This month has been pretty hard. Between starting a new job, feeling the stress of our current living situation, and the feelings of loneliness that are always attached with moving, there have been many tears shed. I have hope that things will improve soon, but I don't have any guarantees, and that is unnerving. Rather than write, "I'm sad, wah," every day, I opted not to write.
But the thing is, my life is not terrible. I may not be in my own home, but I have a home. I have all my necessities met. I got a job, despite feeling woefully unqualified to do any job ever. I have my family surrounding me. And now it's Christmas time, the most wonderful time of the year! I have much to be grateful for, and I would be a fool not to recognize that.
Here's to a Christmas season full of hope and love. I could use an extra dose of both.
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