Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Monday, June 23, 2014
An odd new puppy trick.
Gertrude begs for a tiny bit of a cuddle, then she climbs whichever human she's cuddling with and perches on the back of the couch.
Then begins the burrowing. Until she's fully comfortable.
This process takes many laps to accomplish.