Good Byes Are Never Easy...

It has been a very difficult couple of days. The pain I have endured from loss has been tremendous.

But today has topped it in some ways.

My dog was ill before Christmas, like having a flu. And she lost a lot of weight. Afterwards, her appetite came back - mostly. And then her water consumption skyrocketed. And then the "accidents" began. Today, she had an accident less than an hour after she had been out for a pee.
And I knew I could no longer put off the visit to the vet.

I knew the signs. Diabetes runs in my family and I am vigilant about watching for it in myself.

Although it has yet to be totally confirmed, initial blood and urine tests have shown that my baby, my puppy, my 8 year old total-attitude-terrier, has diabetes. Her blood sugar was off the chart.

She has another health problem, a more manageable one. But the combination of the two...

Injections at least twice a day will not stave off blindness or other complications.

And so my vet started to prepare me today to let her go.

When I thought I had no more tears to shed, I found a whole new cache of them.

At least I will be able to have her groomed one last time to let her go in style. To take pictures and videos to catch those silly quirky things she does that make me laugh. And when the time comes, I will take her to the vet and I will stay with her and hold her until her journey here is complete.

Staying with her to the end is the least I can do for her. She loves me and I love her. And no matter how much it hurts, I have to let her go.

So much love. So much pain.

Holly Golightly

Holly
Go Lightly
and let me be.

Holly
Go Lightly
and journey on.

Holly
Go Lightly
and never look back.

Holly.

Go.

Holly?

Gone.

She walks in Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

~George, Lord Byron~

It's Just the Way it is....

Quickies: Trivia

The word passion comes from the Latin word meaning "to suffer".

In sixteenth-century England "to flirt" meant "to give someone a sharp blow>"

The word bachelor comes from the Latin word cowhand, meaning "one who is inexperienced."

The word romance comes from the Middle English word vernacular, meaning the "language of ordinary people."

The word aphrodisiac comes from the name Aphrodite, the Greek goddess od sexual love.

The word lust comes from the Latin phrase "hungry for sport."

Making love burns 360 calories per hour.

The word infatuated comes from the Latin word foolish, meaning "to act without judgment."

Surviving the Snowstorm

I am finally home after three days of travelling.

I have been in four Canadian provinces.

I have seen the Rocky Mountains.

I have seen the mighty Prairies.

I have seen the Great Lakes.

I have spent hours in lines in airports.

I have eaten more junk food and Tim Horton's coffee in the past three days than I have in the past year.

I have read books and magazines and newspapers.


I was stranded because of the snowstorm that hit Eastern North America.

Thank God I am finally home!

Willow in January

I wait
at water's edge
weeping

...wonder
when the wind
will wend you home

...wishing
you would
wipe my tears

Away

I wait
at waters edge
arms wide open

...watching
the waves smash
empty on the shore

...willing
Odin to whip the winds
and bring you home from

Away.