Another day in means another day survived, right?

As far as the struggle goes, yesterday was a 90% loss, but a 10% win. The 10% win is because I got through it, and I got to today.

Today! Well, today is a good day. After a good 24 hours of no sleep, I got some good sleep last night. I got up, made sure I had my breakfast. Got myself together. Went out and did my thing; I adulted. I resolved some outstanding issues that needed resolving, closed some doors that required closing, and listened to a bitta Reba McIntyre - and I don't care who ya are, there's a Reba song for everyone. Even if it is predictably "Fancy" :P

I hope each of you fine folks are enjoying this Friday, or Saturday if you're already there ... I'm looking at you Australia.

Wishing for a great weekend for every single one of you!
Andrew A "AWESOME ANDY" Curious - 19 days ago

As time has gone on, things are slowly improving. Lots of free time has meant lots of time for reflection, healing, and thinking of what the next steps are.

Today I made my final visit to my grandparents' home. This year has seen some rapid changes in their health. My grandfather wasn't expected to make it through the day, and several months later he is out of the hospital and in a retirement home. My grandmother who was strong and holding things together began losing her mind just days before he was released to return home, and she has since deteriorated at a rapid pace. She too has returned home, to their new retirement home/apartment. They are cared for around the clock, and my grandmother is bedridden and unable to speak. My grandfather ... well, he's surprisingly doing well, but not walking.

Papers have been signed, and this house that holds so many memories will soon be where another family will create their own. I hope their memories will be as wonderful as mine are.

This home behind me is where love was found, and it was unconditional. My grandmother was the most accepting person I've ever known, the most loving person I've ever known. My grandmother was, and will forever be, my best friend. Yes, that home behind me holds memories that money cannot buy. That house is a magical place.
Andrew A "AWESOME ANDY" Curious - 21 days ago

The first photo was taken on July 8th - one of the most difficult days of my entire life. Leaving a relationship with a narcissist, I was at a hotel awaiting my taxi to the airport. In my hurried escape, I managed to pack just one suitcase, a backpack, and a small carry-on bag. I was tired, I was broken. I left a home full of things I worked years to obtain. A life I worked hard to build.

The second photo was yesterday. I'm still tired but I am less broken. I am currently staying in that travel trailer up in the background over my right shoulder - certainly not fancy, but it's comfortable. Currently searching for my new home. Deciding where I belong. But doing so free of abuse.

The third photo is the new body pillow I purchased because I am not used to sleeping by myself and needed something to snuggle, lol.

Also, some days I prefer the black and white filter.
Andrew A "AWESOME ANDY" Curious - 1 month, 1 day ago