This time of year is really hard for our family, it is the anniversary of the death of my little nephew, Liam, who died following complications during his birth. It is also the anniversary of my little brother's suicide, and my husband's birthday. All in the same week. This year I tried to focus on my husband's birthday by organizing a little get together with some of his friends. But now that all of that is behind me I can feel the grief creeping up behind me, ready to pounce. The depression is already been here for about a week. After getting healthier for a little while it's really frustrating to slip back into it, especially since once I'm down in the dumps it's so difficult to haul myself back out again.
I know it's time to dream again
Hope in my hand
I found this photo from during the snow days. Beth must have been really bored when I took this. It kind of sums up the last few days for the kids.