I'm working on accepting the past, and the future quite honestly. I am really struggling with a lot of grief. A lot of grief that I have pushed away for a very long time. A lot of uncertainty and worry and anger and feeling abandoned (Though I really wasn't. My parents didn't choose to die). Trying to accept the fact that my dad chose not to get a lung transplant to save my siblings and I from a lifetime of worry and taking care of him...

So much work to do with all of this. I am really, really trying. Some days are super hard though. Today is one of those days...