If I kept a daily diary this is what the last week would look like:
Tuesday: Received word that Sadie and Birdie were sick and spending the night at the vet to determine the problem;
Wednesday: Sadie dies from ingesting poison; Birdie is touch and go;
Thursday: After a blood transfusion, Birdie is back on the mend and can come home;
Thursday: Learn a friend's father has passed away;
Friday: Nothing thankfully to report;
Saturday: Receive the disappointing news that the family get together with Mr. Man's family would not be happening at our home due to a series of unfortunate events;
Sunday Morning: Woke up to a sick dog; it's Lola this time. Take a trip to the vet for an emergency visit. Vet doesn't know what is wrong with her;
Sunday Afternoon: Went to church and experienced an invisible moment;
Monday Morning: Lola still is not better; not worse but not better; need to take her to an eye specialist;
Monday Afternoon: Learned that a man I use to work with had passed away; he was just weeks away from this 43rd birthday;
Monday Night: Having trouble going to bed...........
1 comment:
I can't help but feel somehow responsible :-) (I think if we weren't LDS we would be Jewish...got that guilt thing really going! But I'm learning from your words of wisdom regarding guilt. I'm sorry you felt invisible...I know EXACTLY how that feels and I only hope that you know that you are never invisible to me. Thanks for all you've done these past weeks, and for your prayers and kind wishes.
Love, Julie
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