Well, I found the things I had to have for my taxes and got them filled out and ready to mail. Just in time. Now I just have to sort out getting to the post office to get them into the mail.

As I had figured, 90% of the “how can we help?”’s faded away back into the woodwork soon after the memorial. It is ridiculous, people are fawning all over themselves to help in the days following something like that, then when you have your wits back about you and can think about how someone might be of help they’re gone *poof* back into the void they had come from.

I’m not about to go into specifics on any of it, not even the ones that are still here helping. You don’t need me to anyway, you and anyone else who really has any business knowing specifics already know the details and this is such an open medium that I am not going to go into any kind of specifications.

Oh how I owe those who have continued to help me and dad, I’m still sort of teetering on the edge of sanity at the moment and trying to pull together everything like my taxes, bills that have to be paid, funeral expenses (you knew I was going to need to pick that one up), trying to get the heater fixed before winter sets in :::wince:::, and all the other chaotic stuff going on — oh, and figuring out how to keep dad’s blood test appointments when I am not an experienced enough driver to safely drive him to them in a car with bad brakes. Like the heater repair fund, the fix car brakes fund went straight out the window in the aftermath of ….

I can’t write anymore at the moment.

I miss you so much mom. I love you!

Sandra
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