I watch a lot of sports and I feel like my life has become like that of a terrible team. Just when I decide to turn things around and attempt to do things another way so that our family could be happier, it comes back to sucker punch me. I planned a picnic at the beach as a surprise to only be informed a few days earlier that Jenevive was leaving for some alone time. I was so angry that I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t tell Judy because I knew she wouldn’t understand and would be sad. She found out that her mom wouldn’t be there on that day. I couldn’t look at her sad eyes and just spaced out towards the water. When and how does one come off of a losing streak?
