That which does not kill me only makes me stronger...

God, I hope that's true. Honestly...it's been a rough week. Why is it you can trudge along and get by for ages, but when you really need things to work out... that's when everything goes haywire? WHY?!?

My son moved out a few weeks ago and used up most of his resources in that endeavor, that's when his car decided to act up. He's been treading softly with it, and it seems to be going okay... for now. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

I've finally had to accept that my father probably has Alzheimer's disease at the ripe old age of 65! 65... I never thought I would consider 65 young, but the older I get, the younger it seems. I hate the fact that he'll never be the same. I hate the fact that he won't get to participate in his grand kids lives and that they won't get to have the real him in their lives. They'll never know his keen wit. They'll never understand just how smart this man is. They'll never understand that a lot of who they are, filtered down through him. I'm in mourning for a living person... and that just sucks. Alas, that is way things are, I suppose. Knowing that doesn't make it any less of a bitch.

My car... by the way... has also decided to be an asshole. Right after I had written my checking account down to about two dollars, my brakes decided to go out. I decided I'd rather go down in a blaze of glory, rather than stop... and drove it the rest of the way home. Obviously, I made it... not that anyone's doing cartwheels over that. :P

I'm always aware, though, that there are people in this world going through far worse than I am. My problems are petty and few, but they are mine, and I only bring up the ones that affect me the most. My heart goes out to those with health woes and those that are victims of natural disaster, or any disaster... for that matter. What ever you are going through, I hope you come out okay. The only advice I can give is... take a deep breath, count to ten, and know... this, too, shall pass.