Last night we said goodbye to Mom’s dog Java.
She is 13 almost 14 years old and can barely walk anymore, along with other various health problems. It is sad…but we also know she is in a lot of pain.
I am really sick of saying goodbye.
It seems like all I have been doing lately. I just keep telling myself “Let It Go.” (and depending on my mood either the song from Frozen pops into my head, or the first line of “Little Wonders” from Meet the Robinsons pops into my head.)
Can’t I just hold on to something for a while?!
I know…BLAHBLAHBLAH the only constant in life is change…but I don’t have to always like it. I don’t want to let it go, I don’t want to make peace. I WANT to be stubborn and make everything just WAIT A COTTON PICKING MINUTE so that I can catch up.
(I feel like I’m just arguing with myself and letting you witness it)
*sips coffee* *checks baby monitor*
On another note Baby T is learning to put himself to sleep for nap. Which makes me sad and happy at the same time. It saves me a whole lot of frustration, and it’s good in the long run to start early but, also I don’t get to sit there and hold him for 15-30 minutes while he falls asleep.
Until Next Week
– Mama T