I've never been much of a Halloween person. But this year, I've though a lot about Halloween and dressing Morgan up in a little costume. This would have been her second Halloween: the first where she could "kind of" go trick or treating, and probably the last where I could dress her up as something totally adorable. I figured by next year, at almost two and a half, she might have some ideas of her own.
Last year, the time from Thanksgiving to New Year's was pretty sucky. Hopefully, this year won't be so bad, or last so long. It's hard walking the line between the disaster that has defined my life thus far, and being optimistic that there could soon be a next time and things will change for the better. Bouncing back and forth is tiring, though.