Wallowing

Well, Father's Day wasn't easy. Interestingly we passed my father's birthday and leaving flowers at his grave for memorial day, but last week was rough. I went shopping for a gift with daughter for hubby. I started reading cards and... cried in the aisle at the grocery store. I felt pretty pathetic. After that, was okay, but still felt this sadness all day that I couldn't quite shake. {sigh} I miss him a LOT. I kind of want him to make me laugh or even fix something half-assed so that I can complain about it. Something. Anything.

Just a bit of a funk settling on with the stress of hubby not getting interviews... at least an interview would feel like HOPE.