I'm trying not to throw myself a pitty party. It's unproductive and crying makes my eyes swell. I would much rather figure out how get myself out of this jam. The funny thing is that the news that I received is actually good news. It will make my life a little easier. So, why was I so disappointed? I was disappointed because I thought that the help would be much greater than what it finally ended up being. I know. I know - I should be grateful for the help. Yes, there are lot of other people out there who don't get help and yes, I realize how lucky I am but still, I cannot help but feel some anxiety and disappointment.
I've been through tougher things and I will figure out how to get what I want/need - okay want for my sons. Someone once told me that this would be a year of transition for me. Boy, they were not kidding! So many things are in the midst of changing and it's a good thing. I know that.