Five years after adopting my handsome boy, Hanzo, we have to say good-bye. I'm giving myself another week with him, so that I can have a full day off afterwards (and I can't do it tomorrow...it's just too soon, for both of us!).
I see a sparkling kitchen and bathroom in my future. My 6-pack abs may begin to show. Lots of mail art projects may transform. And, I could possibly finish my embroidery project. What I don't see is too much socializing or leaving the house. Unless to walk Moxie.
I have had lots of well-wishes and kind words. It is nice to know that people are so caring and understanding, but i hate this feeling of helplessness. I NEVER show my emotions, so to burst into tears every time someone looked at me yesterday was agony.
I will take this next week to enjoy my Hanzo and decide what is the best course to take...and then I will just have to keep myself busy: French, clarinet, mail art, crafts, working out, walking the dog...even cleaning the house! :)
In the meantime, I see a photo shoot with Hanzo & Moxie in the very near future...
Sorry...I hate downer posts, but this is my first time for this...and weddings and death always hit me the hardest. I still cry sometimes thinking about Hubby's Uncle who died 2 years ago...who I hardly knew, but it was the thought of my father-in-law losing his only brother at such a young age (for these days) to such an ugly disease (liver cancer) after his brother's wife survived brain cancer! Anyway, the point is, I'm emotional and I say/write random/depressing things when I'm emotional.