Sent by a friend…..

My dear ‘sister Sue’.  Sending soft hugs and just plain quiet sitting next to you watching the embers of a closing bonfire that will forever burn in your heart, giving you memories, strength, and comfort.  I’m still kicking around here so if you ever just want to call and unburden yourself, it’s fine. 

Grief is the last act of love

BTW, Gary seemed a little too much with ‘smothering control’ even tho he seemed a really nice guy for all of that.  Kind of hard to cage a phoenix, no matter how soft the cage.

I just LOVE that last line. ….no matter how soft the cage. grief never ends

Thank you M.

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Storm damage yields more winter wood!

The stumps need splitting. My friend Joe may come over and help with that.  SD branches
These don’t look very big but they are bigger around than my arm and 5′ long. There’s a lot of wood there.SD leafy
I have to saw these up. They are fairly large too. And plenty of kindling.SD twigs
Plenty of starter stuff. I also tuck in and around chunks as they burn to keep them burning hot. I don’t throw much away from a branch that comes down.

A friend of mine can’t believe I hauled those big branches alone. Who else will do it? I have a JD lawn tractor and a pull behind cart. Easy Peasy. You do what you have to do when you live alone. I don’t have the choice of waiting for ‘the other half’ to do it because I don’t have one.

After Nick died, I really discovered how many things he did without telling me.

I wish he would have told me.

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It’s coming up on that time of year again…

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July brings memories and sadness.  My FB feed is full of our trip together. Memories I cherish even though I don’t think that pain will ever go away. Nick at Grand Marias on the way up to
I stared at this canvas the other night. Wanting nothing more than to throw my arms carefully around him and hold on tight. I felt so empty.

Gary and I have broken up….but he leaves behind a woman more healed now than 18 months ago. Every day I get better. Until one day, it will hit me.

I CAN love again. And I will. And I will survive.

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This is Louie’s version of “The Look”

Louie doesnt like his leash

When I put his harness on him (and I see he snuck a leg out that I didn’t notice) he thinks it’s punishment. He just stands there. I have to pull him along. I get this sad ‘What did I do to deserve THIS’ look.

I look right back at him and say “I guess you shouldn’t have run up by the busy highway then should you?????”

This is when I got this look.

Both of them have been very naughty that way. Stella has a new trick.

Dive into the Tiger Lily bed.

tiger lily bed

Snake along the ground so I can’t catch her.

tiger lily 2013

Little shit.

She’s in a harness now too.

Little shits.

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