Charlie & Me

Charlie & Me

Charlie is on his bed at the other end of the couch. When I’m sitting, he’s either there, on the other side of me, or sprawled across the couch and ottoman, feet stretched out behind him. It’s Friday. How is it Friday again already? I finished “The Good Liar.” Good book. I will be reviewing…

Decisions, Decisions…

Decisions, Decisions…

On Monday I picked up Abi’s ashes. Hard to believe that that bundle of energy and mischief is contained in one small carved box. I think it takes awhile to sink in. Losing someone you love. Instead of dimming in my memory, I am assailed with images of her. Which I both cherish and mourn….

Unlikely Places

Unlikely Places

When Charlie and I went outside this morning I saw that it had been raining. It is raining again. Charlie barks at the loud clap of thunder. I’m beginning to feel like life will go on. I mean, I know it will. But loss sometimes strips that idea from you because the pain is so…