Well, today is the...

six month mark since Mom passed; I can't believe it's been that long already, but more than that, I can't believe how fast it's gone by. I guess time really does fly when you're so busy...

Three weeks ago tomorrow, we moved our dad into an assisted living facility, which is right across the freeway from my sister (which is good, since she's his medical POA - Power of Attorney, so she can be there in a heartbeat, if needed). We've pretty much stuck to the same schedule as when he was at his house, as far as visiting and stuff. The only thing we don't do, of course, is stay the night like we used to.

About a month ago, I started on some medication to help with my depression and anxiety over all the deaths we've experienced; and just two days ago, I started seeing a professional about it. Both of these decisions were mine; no one had to convince me to do either of these. It's gonna feel so good to finally talk to someone about everything.

Other than that, I'm hangin in there as best as I can...