So Sleepy
It has been a tough day.
Those days just hit me out of the blue now. I feel like a shadow of the person I want to be. There seems to be an invisible super glue holding me in place — like those dreams you have when you can’t run away from the monster. It is just part of grief. My heart is trying to tell me to pay attention and be kind to myself.
So I go to the puppy pile.
It’s hard to be sad in a puppy pile. I remember my mom telling me she used to curl up in the barn with my great grandfather’s hunting dogs. She loved the puppies. Their soft grunts and stretches are so sweet. They are happy as long as they are touching.
I honestly do not know if I will continue with this project. I am very weary and I feel like I have bitten off more than I can chew.
We will see. One day at a time.
Again- off to bed.
Matthew 11:28~”“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
Sister Snuggles
We Three Puppies
We Three Puppies