Good morning, here I am, two days in a row! Will wonders never cease? *note: I was really trying to be a daily poster even if only for one week, but that got messed up. My Aunt came to pick up her dog Tuesday and stayed late chatting. Stuff happened, and now here it is, Thursday evening PNW time. The first thing I saw when the page loaded was the news about TubaDiva. I am stunned, and so sad that she is gone.
Parents. Well, mine are gone now, mom and then dad, stepmom is in a home in the last stages of Alzheimer’s, and as for the stepfather . . . that is a horrific story, and I am not going there this morning, but I am still struggling to let go of the pain he caused. Siblings, gah! Another story for another time. The metal mouse is right, this too shall pass, although in my experience it doesn’t really take the pain away. Butters is also correct, I deeply miss my mom and dad, even though our relationships were far from easy. My biggest regret is that there are so many things that will never be resolved. I find that many of their generation just are not able to open up and deal with the emotional things.
Also, I was under the impression that metal mouse was in his 20’s, but some things he (I think) has posted are causing me to doubt . . . have we another Mouse/Rat poster?
Surrender Dorothy!!! You are back!!! I have thought about you so often, it’s good to see you, m’dear! Didn’t we christen thee Dottie back then?
Butters my brains are not remembering Buddy, and it sounds as though I ought to! A dog, yes? Breed, or breedish? The Poms are never anything other than adorable, (okay, and weird, but what dog isn’t?) however we have Jack the Jerk, one of DJ’s two cats. He is a jerk who will accept pets and scritches until he suddenly bites or strikes out with five talons unsheathed. Uncool.
VOW I love my Pommies, and some are not too bright while others are amazingly intelligent. You know, just like any other breed of dog.
I cannot believe that you drove with dilated eyes swampy except that it’s you, so I can. All I can say is, wow. :open_mouth.
(hmm, the board just told me my post is too long)
I’m going to stop here, I’ve already yakked too much. I’m going to relax, I might even open a bottle of Moscato I have been saving and toast Jenny, while listening to some tuba tunes. First Lynn, now Jenny, not to mention the losses of our own mummpers, certainly gives me pause. I am just having trouble wrapping my mind around this loss, it came so suddenly. 2020 is going to go down in my personal history as one of deep, devastating losses. I will try to get back here tomorrow, although I do have some errands and then some garden chores to do. I have window boxes in my front room windows, and I have most of what I am going to put in the two whisky barrels that flank the garage. Everyone be safe, stay strong.