I'm not sure how I survived this week. It's been emotional as it led up to the five year anniversary of losing my brother in such a terrible, violent, and senseless manner.
It's so weird to think he has been gone that long.
On top of that, I attended my last writer's circle after being with this group of phenomenal women for about a year.
That's not including the chaos that was my full time job this week. I get that it's always busy during the first of the month, but Monday our computers were down and we had to go old school, doing all of our transactions by hand, which made for a long day.
Yet despite all of this, Friday felt like a Thursday. I am just really not ready for today. I had a good cry last night, but I feel a bit numb. I'm not sure how I will get any kind of work done.
It is the holidays, after all, there are gifts to wrap, cards to write, packages to ship, all in addition to novel writing.
At least I can tick blog post off my list! Whoo!
But after today, the worst of it will be over and I'll be able to move forward.
Because every year, it's a good reminder to live moment to moment, for these are the only times that are promised.
I still plan, I still prepare, I still grow.
Because I hope.
I hope for a long and healthy life.
I hope for a successful career as an author.
I hope for children and grandchildren.
Even if it means they will never know their Uncle Travis.
But I will. And I will love them and every moment I have with them.
So I hope you are able to celebrate something this holiday season and I hope that it's spend with people you love and that love you.
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