Cling? Cling to what? Life, love, family, friends?
Over the past 14 months I have clung to a lot of things including all of the above. When I think of the word Cling, used to, I would shy away from it. I am not a touchy feely kind of person, ask anyone who knows me. I also wasn’t one that needed anyone to help me with anything. I did’t like asking for help at all (no comments from any of the peanut gallery out there who know me personally). Continue reading “Daily Prompt: Cling”
So today is December 1, 2016. It has been one year and 22 days since I last heard my Big Bubby’s voice. There are 24 days until Christmas and we just past Thanksgiving. Now that some things have happened over the last 3 ½ weeks, I have a lot of things to update all of you on. Continue reading “And So The Dreaded Holiday Season Is Upon Us….Not Numb for This Season”
So last weekend, like I posted earlier this week, Krissie and I flew on Thursday evening from New Orleans to Dallas. Not a long flight, but one that we could see how Krissie would do. Continue reading “Krissie and Planes…..A NO GO for Lift Off!”
I read I Don’t Know How I’m Doing from The Life I Didn’t Choose’s Blog and it hit me that the past weekend began our last set of “firsts” before the accident. Before my baby went home to Jesus. Continue reading “The Beginning of the “last” set of “firsts”….”
Our Krissie girl is growing like a weed and shedding three dogs a week. We vacuum more now than ever. Once we vacuum, you can see black dog hair everywhere again. It is crazy the amount of hair that comes off her. You would think she would be bald by now.
Continue reading “Growing Girl”
So in another post, I explained our reasoning for purchasing an emotional support dog due to the anxiety and depression that I am having. She has gone from puppy to perpetual two year old child in less than a month. She still knows what she has been taught in Puppy K but wow, she is so excited to see me when I get home. She sits at the window and waits for me to come home.
Continue reading “Krissie the Crazy Emotional Support Dog!”
I have always been what I consider a strong person. I don’t depend on anyone to do anything for me (my husband of 22 years will confirm this if asked). After the loss of Big Bubby, my emotional and physical exhaustion has been a great burden for me to bear since I don’t depend on anyone. I don’t like asking for help at all.
Continue reading “Decision To Purchase An Emotional Support Dog”