This is Fruitycake. And today, I don’t have many words to write. But I want to let you know that we are ok up here on top of the mountain. Girl Person though has made herself sick with worry. You see, our family is in that Florida place. And everyone is trying to get out of places that aren’t safe. So there is a lot of uncertainty and being scared. Already, so many persons and animals have been affected with all of the storms lately. And it hurts our hearts. We are sorry if you’ve had troubles and loss.
Even though it’s been raining badly with terrible winds, the persons had to go get supplies yesterday. They are glad they got them yesterday though. Because the path is too slippery to get down now. It’s going to be a few days before we can get down. But being down in spirit is worse of all right now.
Brickle told me that we have always shared as a family what’s going on in our lives. Good or bad. We’ve tried to help others when and whenever we can. We keep the blog going so persons and animals don’t feel alone. That maybe they can relate to the ups and downs of life. That maybe, we can all help each other. So I’ve tried to carry on the tradition. Even though this is the biggest change we have ever had as a family. Even though we make mistakes. Get scared. Even though we have our wonderful days. And hopeful days. But I don’t know…lately Girl Person feels like we share too much. Or that maybe, persons need a break from us.
We know our lives are different than most. We know and knew this wouldn’t be easy. But this hard? We didn’t know that. That’s the truth. And a dream like this was what we wanted. That doesn’t mean it comes without work. Work from outside and within.
Problems are problems. We all go thru them. And each problem is the biggest to who has it. A storm. Death. Finances. Divorce. Sickness. An argument. The Depression Monster.
As our family in that Florida place gets ready for the biggest storm to have hit there in many years, we have to put our hearts and energy into love. I’m made of love. And our page has always been too. If ones want to be mean or hurtful, we won’t read that. We don’t want to ignore. But we have to be ok right how to do this. All of this.
Stay safe everyone. A blog is just words. But our words are always for you. If you want us to continue, we need to hear those words too. I don’t know what this world is all about. But I know we can each try and make it better in some way. Each of us.
–Fruitycake
I look forward to your daily post. Never think we are tired of the pictures or post.
I look forward to your blogs, photos, and reels. They’re honest and heart-felt. I don’t have funds to donate but I can pray. People who share negative comments need to unfollow you, leave the group. Those people need to be reminded that if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all. To you and your family, please keep posting! There are a lot of us who don’t typically comment but enjoy keeping up with what’s happening in your lives.
PLEASE keep sharing. We can all celebrate the good days and join in the sorrow of the bad days. We love hearing the tales as you navigate this new life. Bit hugs to you all and prayers for Florida
We need you to keep sharing . There always seems to be a message In what you and the persons share .
I read your blog and posts daily. I too suffer with the Depression Monster and you give me hope. Please keep doing what is best for you and your family.
My heart aches for everyone in Florida in the way of the hurricane. I will be praying for everyone, but especially Fruitycake, because animals sense the emotions of their humans and try to help. Plus dealing with depression when all hell is breaking around you is so hard. Lots of prayers for all of you. Stay safe!
We look forward to hearing how you’re doing each day, the challenges of your house project, and the lovely photos of the town nearby. You keep it real- the fun and the challenges. That’s why we all feel connected.
I have family in Tampa. They know it will be bad end they are taking every precaution. They don’t want to leave because they can’t even go to Georgia or the Carolinas from all the people escaping the last storm, plus they have two big dogs and they’re afraid that the hotels won’t take them. So they are hunkering down. One of my sisters wanted to call them and talk to them about these crappy conspiracy theories that are going around and we refuse to give her their phone number. They have enough to worry about without some insane person pouring poison in their ear.