October is not a great month for me. We find out too many bad things in October.
For example we found out that Molls was cerebral palsy in October. A few years ago, in October, John received a phone call from California in the shearing shed to say that we should fly his brother home ASAP as he was addicted to Cristal Meth.
So not a great month on the one hand and awesome on the other hand. Every October John and I sit down and give thanks for the way Molls has progressed and give thanks that we don’t have to digest any other terrifying news. We have a lot to be thankful for.
But…..I still have to suppress and ignore this gnawing underlying feeling of anxiety. Thank goodness it’s the 27th!