A story I needed to hear

There is a wonderful Buddhist story about a woman whose son gets sick and dies. She goes to the Buddha to ask him to bring her son back to life; I will, he says, if you bring me some mustard seed from the home of a family that has not known loss. She goes from house to house but can find no family that has not lost someone dear to them. She buries her son and goes to the Buddha and says: I understand now.

Sick... And more sick...

I have been sick non stop since January. The stress. The everything going on. 

Today I'm just done. I'm on my 4th or 5th antibiotic in 3 months. 

Double ear/throat/chest infection. I'm just done. Sleeping and feeling yucky for 3 days on antibiotics. The doctor can't tell me what's wrong. She is as clueless as I am why I'm so sick. 

I just feel like giving up. 

Big move

Well things have been crazy the last few months. Having a mommy stalker who verbally attacked me at my kids school. Then dealing with my dad in the hospital. 

We had the twins birthday party and it was amazing! The kids had fun! Was just the right amount of kids! 

Now I'm in the process if moving my dad's things. It's hard going through my moms things knowing she will never use it. We are moving things that are important, then I'm going to get junk removal in to clear everything else out. Then someone to clean the place. 

I'm just exhausted. It's hard. 

I just feel like falling apart. The only good thing is that kids are excited about the move. There own rooms. Then getting bikes for there birthday. 

I'm just hoping things go well for them at the new school and we can make some new friends over summer.