I feel like I should be sad... I should be overwhelmed or frustrated. I have to admit that I am in fact on prozac... depression started after Ariana's birth 5 years ago and we are now looking at my thyroid to see if this can be solved. Until then I'm on a very low dose of prozac.
My great-grandmother died peacefully this morning. She was 92 and when I saw her 2 days ago we knew she was dying. She was a strong and amazing woman who would curse like a sailor (lol sorry Grandma) and was fiesty as can be. She loved her family though and loved the grandchildren and great-grandchildren and even the great-great-grandchildren. (lol.) She will be missed but she was so miserable at the end of her life that none of us can be too upset that she's finally happy. She's finally at peace and we look forward to seeing her someday but know she's up there with others we've lost and loved.
Her memorial will be on Monday. On Tuesday I get a biopsy on my thyroid... not thrilled but anxious to have this over with. I am also waiting on two fillings (I hate those) and Alex will be getting a sedated MRI here soon as well. Then beginning of August Alex will be in 1st grade and I'm just so nervous about that... he's supposed to get some aides for school but whether they happen right away is to be seen. I am nervous she will be someone we don't like so praying that it works out okay...
I should be sad... crushed... but I'm doing okay. I claim it's the medicine I'm on and that's most of it. :) I also know that Great-Grandma Vera is happy finally... finally free from that body that was no longer working. She's probably giving them heck for not letting her come sooner like she wanted. roflol.
That's what's on my mind today... just a lot that I am taking one day at a time.
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