Last years memories of the holiday festivities are weighing heavy on my heart. My emotional state being a mix of feeling like someone has scrubbed everything on an old-fashioned washboard, and wrung me out; combined with the frantic frenzy of "I'M FINE, IT'S FINE"
Turning back time is something we can do in writing. Let's hop in a time machine and look at December 23, 2019...
Life this year has been a ride - water rapids on a rollercoaster through fire sort of ride. At first it seemed like there were too many people on the boat. You can't quite remember who all is there and what they do but they are all super important. Onco, breast surgeon, radiation onco, nurses, chemo, gynecologist... They feel like buoys to help keep the boat balanced and safe.
My grief and love is still strong. Those that don't have a pet that is family will never truly understand. I can't imagine any other way to celebrate international dog day than to pay tribute to our Gus pup.