Pressing onward

Continuation of my first post.

There's no solid ground to stand on in that case. Maybe our collapse was inevitable. We'll never really know, but I don't want to see that happen with me and Garret. I understand more now than I did two years ago. I am stronger and more stable, and I have more of myself to give. I am ready for the next step in our lives. We have so many dreams, and I want to see them fulfilled. I am so filled with love, and though my determination gutters from time to time, and I lose my hope and motivation, it always returns, and I can feel it burning brightly in my heart. I don't know how we're going to do it, but we will find a way. Love will find a way. Hands held tight, never letting the other fall too far. Anything is possible now.

Waiting, though, is difficult. I see all our dreams before us. We're crawling toward them, just starting out. They are mountains on the horizon. The days pass slowly, and we have only one income to support us. I can't work. And what I do try to do to make money is unsuccessful. I sell jewelry, photographs, and vintage items. If anyone would pay me for it, I'm an excellent baker and canner, and I could make edible goodies. But I've had extremely limited success... though everyone tells me I'm wonderful at what I do. I just bought a book called "The Handmade Marketplace: How to Sell Your Crafts Locally, Globally, and Online", so hopefully I will be able to improve my business somewhat... And you have no idea how much I'd appreciate it if some of you would consider purchasing something from me. I'll make a separate post about that sometime, but I can pretty much bake you anything if jewelry, photography, and cool vintage treasures aren't really your thing.

I just don't know how to end this right now, and I'm really tired. More later, again.