It was around this time last year that I started to give up. I was so tired of fighting. Fighting in every sense of the word. I was the only one trying to hold our family together as Will had made himself a nice home at the bottom of a Jack Daniels bottle with blinders on when it came to anything real.
But here we are. We made it, I don’t know how but we are here.
|Nope, not happening.|
|nope, not this time|
And now a mini photodump of my ladies playing in the leaves for the first time in their little lives. I know my dad was watching them enjoy this perfect fall day from his perch in heaven.