September came in with a bang when R’s mom died. It’s still weighing on our gang. I tried praying to her today. I feel the need to talk to Paster E but I don’t want to be a bother. I just feel like I have been treading water for. Long time and it’s getting so tiring and there is no end in site. School starts in 4 days and the days look long and isolating for everyone. Part of my wants to stay in these dog days of summer and the other part wants to hurry up and figure out how the hell we are going to make this work. I honestly just want someone to give me a hug and say it’s going to be ok, I’m not alone in this, I have some help figuring this out, someone else is on my side. I am struggling but I keep having to step forward.















