Life on life’s terms………
Loving well hurts
The hairdresser is home with the flu………..
The gym is closed……………….
Screw the list……………………
There’s a scrapbook that need’s finished and a house that needs cleaned and a cable company that needs dealt with…
I’d rather walk with my dog in the cold
and feel the temperature dropping.
Our time at the coffee shop will be the highlight of my day, even if Dave Sayer drops by.
It is good to feel the motion of my legs moving and my feet hitting the ground.
I feel as though I am the main character in one of those movies about a person who has gone on but does not know it. I’m trying to stay on task and complete the list but tugged in the direction of surveying my life thus far and putting some things in order.
Dropping the leash I raise my camera for a shot at a colorful water spikot. Soon I realize she is gone. She is no where in sight. My constant companion who never goes too far from my side……………is almost deaf and almost blind.
Has she fallen in the creek, run into the street, headed for home?
It’s going to be like that someday..
I call out……she does not come
I round the corner of the brick building
and to my relief………..
Please Latrelle, when I can not see or hear anymore do not drop my leash.
It’s a sad sight ……………… someone you love…………………….
standing on a stranger’s porch sniffing for something that smell’s familiar.
Sissy
