So much good news!
I know my last update was kind of dreary, but my fears have been put to rest. We're staying put! We no longer need to move, and we in fact can stay for as long as we'd like! A weight has lifted off of all of our shoulders, and I cannot tell you how happy I am that things have picked up.
My dad is working again, and although getting used to a schedule is a beast all of it's own, but I am adjusting with fervor and excitement. I spend most of my day doing housework and taking care of Lucy, and I feel happy to be useful. I get up at earlier hours, I don't sleep the day away, and I don't feel useless.
I have much more to do, and many steps to take, but as rough-and-tumble as this has been, it's a tumble in the right direction. Day to day, I wrestle with the ups-and-downs, the blues, cabin fever, and the occasional bout of over-thinking. But I don't doubt my strength anymore. I know I can make it through curves and hard-balls. It's more than I knew three years ago, it's more than I knew even a month ago.
Things are looking up, and I know it can only get better.