It will be one year on Nov. 15th and I am dreading it.

It will be one year on Nov. 15th when Smokey died.  I am dreading it.  I don't know how I am going to react or what I am going to feel.  I told Dave that in the next month I might be a tad more emotional since it will be Smokey's anniversary on November 15h.  I gave him advanced warning.  I could be a total basket case.  I could cry more easily.  I could do a million things but it is all guess work on my part. 
I still have to deal with the car that is sitting in the apartment garage parking with storage insurance on it collecting dust.  I might go thru it with one of the dusting things.  I might also use windex on the windows.  It needs a spruce up that is for sure.  In the dust, I used my fingers to right "clean me." 
The Letters of Administration is taking a long time.  I hope to have it very soon.  I think it is soon coming to an end.  The lawyer needed the money for the probate fees.  Once it is in probate, I hope the application is accepted and I get the Letters of Administraton.  I also emailed the lawyer asking how much exactly will I have to pay her.  I want to know.  I am scared but I still want to know.
Monies tight with me.  The Life Insurance lasted only so long.  I keep money for the lawyer and the rest just for food.  In Canada, I do get the CPP Survivor's Pension which is $507.00 per month.  It pays my monthly bills.  I am worried about the yearly bills that come up next year.  I am still getting out my resumes after taking Excel Level 1, which I greatly enjoyed.  I hope something positive comes out of all these things.  I wish this aspect would flip around in a positive direction.  I pray each day about my job situation.  So far, my prayers have not been granted.  I know God is not a magic genie but He is God.  God can do anything He wants to in my life.  I figure God took Smokey away.  I figure God blessed me with Dave.  I figure God can open the door for a full-time job for me as long as I get my resumes out.  On Monday I was writing in my cheque book the current transactions that I did.  I freaked out as it was getting below $3,000 mark.  Dave came back and I was starting to cry so went to the bathroom to get myself in check.  Dave asked what was wrong and was it him.  I said it has nothing to do with you but I did not want to talk about it at the time.  The next day Dave was miffed that I did not share what was going on with me.  I finally did so he knows. 
These are my troubles.  I am doing the best that I can for myself.  It will all settle down one way or another.  We can panick, worry, fear and freak out alll we want, which does not help & just causes stress in our bodies.  I am taking it one day at a time knowing I am doing the best under these circumstances.
These are my thoughts, feelings and opinions from Diane B.