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Happy New Year almost
Dec. 31st, 2023 07:23 pm2023 is almost over. Thank god!
I've started to recover from how awful the past few years have been for me personally. My mother dying. My home filling up with water in September 2022 the same day the Queen of England was dying.
Both the house filling up with water and destroying much of my childhood photos. The worst being the loss of my pictures of my favorite grandmother! I don't mind losing pictures of me but that... That hurt.
But both of that plus my mothers death meant that 2023 was a year of fighting stress.
We got new flooring put in and just before the year ended the city finally finished fixing the damaged retention ponds and culverts that had caused the water damage. My guess is our insurance company along with other people's insurance companies sought out their money from the city for not maintaining the retention ponds that belong to them.
My Mother's death still hurts me sometimes especially around Christmas. She was born in December and her name was Holly but I am doing better. I still miss her and the wound isn't very well scarred over but it is healing. I think of her a lot when I see the cardinals in the bird feeder. She loved birds especially the bright red ones.
But it's a new year and I have hope. It's a year that I turn 40. A scary momentous number that I'm not quite ready for but it is coming in May.
I have much to babble about but I'm going to end this post here. I want to finish setting up my planner and bullet journal before it hits midnight and finish ironing out my goals.
Happy New Year. May 2024 be kinder to us all.
I've started to recover from how awful the past few years have been for me personally. My mother dying. My home filling up with water in September 2022 the same day the Queen of England was dying.
Both the house filling up with water and destroying much of my childhood photos. The worst being the loss of my pictures of my favorite grandmother! I don't mind losing pictures of me but that... That hurt.
But both of that plus my mothers death meant that 2023 was a year of fighting stress.
We got new flooring put in and just before the year ended the city finally finished fixing the damaged retention ponds and culverts that had caused the water damage. My guess is our insurance company along with other people's insurance companies sought out their money from the city for not maintaining the retention ponds that belong to them.
My Mother's death still hurts me sometimes especially around Christmas. She was born in December and her name was Holly but I am doing better. I still miss her and the wound isn't very well scarred over but it is healing. I think of her a lot when I see the cardinals in the bird feeder. She loved birds especially the bright red ones.
But it's a new year and I have hope. It's a year that I turn 40. A scary momentous number that I'm not quite ready for but it is coming in May.
I have much to babble about but I'm going to end this post here. I want to finish setting up my planner and bullet journal before it hits midnight and finish ironing out my goals.
Happy New Year. May 2024 be kinder to us all.
