Last Saturday (5/13) my daughter graduated high school. Two days earlier, my youngest has his 8th grade promotion.

He’s in high school. She doesn’t know what she wants to do. She tried to do cosmetology and culinary at the local Votech, but didn’t get into either program. She’ll probably just keep working at the grocery store and try again next year.

She will be going to the SkillsUSA national competition again this year for sublimation. She got the gold in the state competition. I’m so proud of her. We got a message from my step-son’s best friend yesterday saying her brother would be proud of her. I agree.

We are trying to get my husband’s car going again. We have been down to 1 car for months. It’s been rough since I have been working at the high school where my kids have gone, and my husband works second shift.

He bought a 1994 Z28, but it wasn’t worth what he paid for it. It’s had a lot of problems. Then he hit a raccoon with it, which made things worse.

I’ve been not doing as much for Blue Star Mothers as I was. Between driving my husband and daughter to work, and my writing, I just haven’t been up to it. The president of the chapter called me yesterday to ask what was going on.

How to explain that I still have days that I struggle with my step-son’s death. Everyone seems to think I should be through the worst, but it doesn’t work that way.

How to explain that I’m looking for writing jobs online and really don’t have a lot of extra time. I mean I have books published, but I need more money coming in.

Either way, I’ll get through it. It just means taking one day at a time.

Laterness