I'm struggling this week. Stressed about getting this Sinclair project completed by Friday. Coupled with minimal sleep. This week is also the anniversary of my mother's death. I thought it was supposed to get easier but I miss her more and more each year. She died when I was 21. That was a long time ago. The only thing I've accomplished since she died, I'll celebrate 25 years of marriage this year. She met my spouse before she died but we were just friends at the time. She died years before we were married. I don't expect anyone to reply. Just wanted to let it out so it doesn't eat me up inside.