Adrift On The Current

I think back on all of the times I have been through this. Of all my dogs, only two left me so suddenly that we didn’t go through this process of loss of appetite and dwindling vitality. I’ve done it again, and again.

And yet, I know in the heart of my soul, that I will continue to do it … again and again … until I, myself, am facing this sunset journey, and someone else is caring for me in my final days.

I will do it again and again, because the soul deep joy of loving and being loved by a dog is worth every tear. It’s worth every “please take another bite.” It’s worth every shattered heart when that final breath comes.

I’ll do it again and again, because what they give while they are here is what makes me whole.

A Peek Into My Brain

The other morning, I had a nightmare. It was one of those Armageddon dreams. In it, I was in a city with a lot of big buildings, but they were old and run down. There were people everywhere, but no one I actually know. Dreamstrangers. At one point, I (and many others out in the…

Following the Leader

In this case, the leader is the story, and I’m just clicking at the keyboard, following it wherever it goes. I have no idea where it’s going to end up. Heck, it might end up in the trash folder.

But, do you know what? I’m having fun.

A Simple Case of Cause and Effect

When we get through this (if we get through this), the economy will come back. The little shops and business will come back. The freedom to congregate will come back. The ability to go into Walmart without wearing a mask will come back. The jobs, and the weddings, and the funerals, and the picnics, and the team sports will come back.

The dead won’t come back.

Cause and Effect. It’s really not hard to understand.

Pantsing It

Just as I have no idea if this book will turn out even remotely acceptable. If it doesn’t, that’s okay. It’s being written because I have to write it. It is like a purge, getting the bottled up energy out of my system, while I let the story have its way. Will I finish it? Will it take me to a place where it shows me a conclusion? Will I get halfway through, and find that it has abandoned me along a roadside somewhere, with no way to continue the journey?

I guess I’ll find out.

Dear Mom

We all need a big hug right now, Mom, but we’re not allowed to hug each other.

I guess we have to rely on hugs from Heaven.

I could use one right about now.