it's getting better. slowly. and thankfully.
i took tuesday off, and did a lot of nothing until helen came home from school, at which point we hopped on the scooter and headed over to eastside pies for a slice. and then we picked up a sixpack of carta blanca beer. and then we walked the dogs together. and then we drank said beer. h worked on a project for school afterward, and i made the gunnie tribute slideshow.
yesterday, it was back to work with a bang and a long, long day. when i got home, we entertained ourselves with the unexpectedly really good "scott baio is 45 & single". the dogs all congregated at our feets, gnawing happily away on chewies. they were simply happy to be near, all of us together, and i offered a silent thankyou for the health of our seven (!) other pets.
i know we did the right thing by letting gunnie go. and i know that i will be haunted awhile by the horror of what it is like to play god. but i am comforted that helen walks this road with me, and that we are richly blessed with so much life in our home.Posted by bananie at July 18, 2007 7:29 PM |