I guess I never thought about how many Monday the 27th's there could be in one year. Today is 9 months without my dear sweet boy. This is so hard. Baseball, Fishing and Fair all without him. How will we ever make it through?
Sometimes I don't even have the courage and energy to want to make it. We are not ready for fair. The steers aren't clipped. True's steer is so mean and I can't even get out of the house to go and look for all of the supplies we will need. I wish we would have taken a pass on the steers this year, the fair. I haven't collected funds to buy the steers and the sale might be a complete wreck. Then it will be all for not but that is half my life.........
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