I’m having a hard time right now with touching base with reality. I think it’s because there is so much happening around me to my friends, to my family and I have just tuned into survival mode.

The fact that I feel as if I’m only surviving brings me many feelings of sadness and depression. Because I’m doing my best, I’m trying to laugh and smile, but below that demeanor I’m devastated.

They’re not my stories to tell, but every time I’m closing my eyes, I’m praying for better days. For my family. For my friends. For myself.

Every day, I wake up and do everything in my power to keep going and try to stay positive. My biggest light in my life is my daughter. Every day, I get to wake up and her cute little giggle when I walk into her room. She makes all of the bad days melt the moment I get to hug her hello after work.

I hope, I pray, things will get better soon. But in the mean time, keep my family and friends in your thoughts and prayers.