How I loathe thee.
Not in totality, but it's not at the top of my list of favorite months in a year.
This year will mark the 5 year anniversary of my love's departure from this world, and now...to top it off...the one year mark of our beloved, Charlie.
I layed in bed last night thinking of it.
But if there is anything that I've learned, it's that it's the self induced stress and apprehension, that is the culprit for most of my pain and grief.
So I stopped myself from thinking of how much I can't not wait for those days to come, and instead, decided to think of all of my favorite memories I've shared with the,...even decided to write one memory down each night of the month, to turn to when my mind starts going to that dark place.
Our cuddles, walks, laughter, and everything in between.
I'm proud I've made it this long, and pretty sure their proud too, and I refuse to let May go to the shitter without giving one heck of a try to make it a little bit better than the one the year before.
May....you may be three letters that unwillingly contain the crappiest 2 days of my life...but I owe you, and me, the chance to see what the other 29 are all about...let's do this...bam!