Today I got my inheritance check from my dad's estate. I feel weird. Sad. Frustrated. Sick. I had thought that I'd feel better, more relief from it being over. But I don't. Sad day once again. It's not any benefits from disability insurance which would have been amazing, but the leftover funds from the sale of some of his property. Which is just a minor fraction of the things stolen from us.
But I'm walking through it. Might take my kids to the gym tonight to play. Life goes on.