Okay, so today I have been diagnosed with PTSD. Or yesterday (Thursday). PTSD. PTSD. I have been repeating it to myself many times this afternoon. I have done research, then combined that research with a description I got from a man who used to be in the military. I thought it was military related only. Wrong.

It seems PTSD is what happens to a person when so many bad things have happened that they can't get past them. Thus, they get stuck. Okay, I am stuck.

This may sound disturbing to some, but to me, it's okay. I am neither surprised or upset. Aside from my current residential status, my life is in the best possible place. I have two beautiful grandchildren and one arriving in February. It doesn't get any better than this. I should know.