It’s seven months since I lost my love and became a single parent. I get ok days and then less than ok days. Basically I’m still broken.
Yesterday I coped well with what life chucked at me. Today is not so good.
On top of nothing seeming to go right, my son had problems at school. In the past we would talk these problems through as a couple. Together we would normally find a solution. Now, on my own, the solutions often don’t seem to come. My son deserves better than this and this gets me down.
Sometimes listening to music helps.
Sometimes just sticking to the routine helps.
Sometimes walking the dog helps.
Sometimes going for a run helps.
Sometimes a gallon of coffee helps.
Sometimes playing games with my son helps.
Sometimes talking to the ashes helps.
Sometimes reading uplifting books or blogs helps.
Some days (like today) nothing works. From experience I know what I need to do. I focus on being ready for my son tomorrow. Once I get my son to bed then I’ll go to bed, and just write today off and hope for better tomorrow.