Not a normal day at all...

So i was on the wounded warrior project's page today and I became a mix of empowered.  With ideas on how to help, I felt related to"I live in a new kind of normal" and depressed "Invisible wounds are invisible to everyone but the person who feels them".

Lucky for me, I have 2 kids who dont let me mope but instead want to go ride bikes, walk the dogs, play outside and go berry picking. We have black raspberries and red raspberries growing in our yard, and my moms. I did all the picking, the kids did all the eating, not letting me wash most of them.

Well then, Amos come home with a deer in the back of his car... Yes a Doe, a deer, a female deer... (Sorry Had to.. :P) so we had to wait for a permit since its out of season and it was a highway kill (not his car but the car in front of him). Then I took it to my aunts to get butchered.

And besides some stuff I dont want to talk about., that was my day.