I'm a dunce

I think I am excited by my book signing, judging by how many posts I did on it :) on the sister blog, After the Beginning, two posts in a row were about the signing LOL

At home, hubby sick, daughter and son not felling great, although I think they have "spring fever" with a dash of "senioritis" thrown in for my daughter.

I'm fighting depression, not very well at this point, as the anniversary of my brother's death gets closer and closer. Since his (Timmy)birthday in February, I've been having unexpected crying fits and the whole he's left in my life has become more and more apparent.

I was adopted. Timmy was first baby born after that and he was my connection to the adopted family. Two of my sisters were adopted with me, but they were younger. I was ten. A hard age to be adopted at. I feel as if I've been severed from the family in a way that can't be fixed. Writing and painting has saved me from uncontrolled depression more than once these last few months.


Well, I best get to writing and hope I hit it big before graduation... All that senior stuff!

update

We're on standby to leave. We've cleaned our rental and are staying with friends. We'll probably head out tomorrow. Not sure what time. We keep going back and forth. Family seems to be doing okay.


Please put up smoke alarms and keep fire hazards in your home to a minimum. My great uncle just died in a fire that no one can figure out how it started. He died in his doorway trying to get out. As a former firefighter and one who has lost more than one family member to fire, please, everyone, take care!