Still Alive…

My mom use to always say, “When it rains, it pours.”  Boy, she was NOT kidding.

I’m doing my best to stay afloat and be the strong person I have been told I am.

Right before I woke up from one of the thousands of nightmares that haunt my dreams I heard my mom say, “Everything happens for a reason, Kristine. Why is this one happening?”

Of course, in my dream we were all moving back to Shingletown to live in my dad’s single wide mobile home…and by ALL of us, I mean my sister, her husband, my mom, my family, and about every single person I know that needs help.

Last weekend while Shaun was moving his ex’s stuff into a storage unit to get her out of that apartment he saw who he thought might have been one of the guys who attacked her the weekend before.  He drove around the corner and on the ground was an older asian lady who had just been attacked.    He got out and called 911 and made sure she was okay.  She wasn’t. She spent 2 days in ICU until the swelling went down and they were sure she would pull through.   The police called Shaun in to identify the guy right after it happened and so ONE of four guys that attacked his ex-wife is in jail.

That was a week ago.
It seems like the weeks are flying by, but then again dragging by.  I’m doing okay.  I’m going to be alright.

The phrase keeps rolling through my head, “Everything happens for a reason, Kristine.”

I wish my mommy was here…but I have NO idea where I would put her.