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One Year Later

My dad – lovingly nicknamed “Mack” died Friday, September 25, 2020. He was 69. He was in hospice care at home. It’s been a year and I just honestly don’t know how I feel. This past week, I’ve been having dreams about my Dad every night. The first night, he was lingering outside our home.Continue reading “One Year Later”

Rainbow Bridge

Yesterday afternoon while I was tweaking my Sleepless post, my step daughter came running to our room to say that Velveteen wasn’t moving. She was cold. She wasn’t blinking. She wouldn’t take the carrot my step daughter had brought her. That’s always a bad sign. My food motivated rabbit wasn’t taking food? I found herContinue reading “Rainbow Bridge”

Mango, the Bird, not the Fruit

I can’t even remember the topic I had been considering to use today. Grief always has a way of washing away any coherent thought. When pets pass away, it’s always the worst. I feel like our sweet companions touch our hearts so strongly despite their short time on this Earth. Mango was 11 years oldContinue reading “Mango, the Bird, not the Fruit”