In Which I Have Had A (Very) Bad Few Months

April 6, 2015     The Bluestocking Bookworm     Personal, Random Thoughts

Hello Bookworms! I hope you are all well.

It has been a few months since I posted anything personal, and my reviews have been sporadic at best. It has been a really hard couple of months in the Blue household.

In January, my fur baby Chico fell ill with some nerve problems. In February, after weeks of trying alternative vetting, we had to make the horribly hard decision to help my sweet boy cross the Rainbow Bridge. He was 11 years old, and I still miss him terribly. His birthday was in March.

At the end of March, an uncle of mine was killed suddenly in an awful accident. The family gathered this past weekend to celebrate his life and mourn his passing. I just got home tonight, after a 15 hour drive each way. Even without fibromyalgia, that drive is intense.

And in two weeks, I will be marking one year since I lost my grandma. I have been seeing little reminders of her everywhere.

All of these emotions are piling on me, and all of the loss is weighing me down. I have been in a pretty bad reading slump for most of the year so far, and getting out of bed is a monumental task a lot of days. I am really sorry for the lack of activity, but I hope that things will be closer to business as usual soon.

I love you awesome nerds.

3 responses to “In Which I Have Had A (Very) Bad Few Months

  1. I’m so sorry to hear of your losses. You don’t need to apologise for not being around on the blogosphere, sometimes other things have to become our priority. I hope you’re out of your reading slump soon, when you’re ready, and that reading brings you comfort when you are.

  2. Anonymous

    I am so so sorry to hear about Chico’s passing. Furry family are just as important as non-furry family, and the loss must have been very difficult. Keep the memories close to your heart and he will never truly be gone <3
    It is definitely a very difficult time that you're going through and I hope you know that it is an enormous achievement to make it out of bed each day. It's also one to open your eyes each day, or to even move around in bed to a position that makes you feel more comfortable. These aren't small things, either, even though some people might try to say they are. So make it a point to be proud of yourself! Be proud of yourself for making it through each day on your terms! In times like these when the negative seems too strong and like it will tear away any chance of positivity, forgive yourself for anything that the little voice inside you might try to criticise you for. Forgive yourself for even having that voice. Forgive yourself and live the best that you can and according to your standards, not anyone else's. Forgive the world for being difficult and try to see the ways in which you can move forward. If nothing comes to you at the moment: that's okay too, take small steps and those small steps will one day transport you to a different understanding of life. Even if that step is something as small as writing one word on a piece of paper each day, it will eventually change your world. There is hope, there is goodness and healing, and you are a winner. Stay strong and keep going, we are all so proud of you <3

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