what happened to Sundays

Yesterday was Sunday. My daughters and I would spend the day talking....eating....spending time together. Those days are long gone. Now I drive an hour to meet them for a lunch or brunch. We now have a boyfriend join us so talk of family or sensitive things are not possiable. We make small talk which seems superficial. I drive home in tears of what once was....Yesterday we had brunch then walked the mall. A furniture store was going out of business and had some really lovely tables on sale. I couldn't buy them. I don't have a place to put them since I live with a friend now. I long for the days in which I could buy what I wanted without thinking. Now I can only buy essentials and they have to be on sale and have a coupon.

Armando called today.....he informed me that his nephew will be moving into our house. I got angry....a stranger would be living in my house that I carefully picked everything out. I live in a much smaller place with no luxuries and a stranger will enjoy what I once had....how silly is that to miss things?

My heart is heavy with saddness for the loss of Sundays and my house....I still can not find a lawyer......I still feel lost.