I have problems like everyone else. I have a lot of worry right now about my son. I don’t know what to do for him. I worry about work being off this many days. I have the time but still. I worry about money. I worry about finding peace like I want this year. Some kind of happiness. I know worry doesn’t get you anywhere but I’m not sure how to stop it. I’m grateful that my son is alive and this is just a bump. I’m grateful I have an understanding job. I’m grateful I have a roof and heat. So it’s not that I’m taking things for granted I don’t think. I need an upswing some hope to hold on to. I’m not hopeless but it’s hard to find it some moments.