I have a neighbor that we call "Damn Pat". I imagine that everyone has had one at some point. She reminds me of my pit bull, who believes that everything she can see is her property. There are no boundaries. However, unlike Damn Pat, my dog…
Long time, no read. I visited Cricket's magnificent Thanksgiving post, was reading the comments, saw yours, and wondered how you were. Well, now I know. God bless you. I hope Frog "J" was someone good; if not, I hope you've found someone el…
Hello again! I managed to get away for a few days, thanks to friends who live on a farm. It was nice to leave the city behind and just get in some relaxation with good people. The picture above was taken on the way back. Its a little city t…
A brief recap... My husband passed 1 year and 9 months ago from injuries from the fire we had in our home and resulted in my sort of homelessness for about 6 months. I moved home a bit over a year ago. People ask me "Isn't it weird living w…
Glad to hear the good news and I hope things continue trending in that direction. I'm so happy for you! I hope you can get back into your house soon, and get back to the business of living the way that makes you comfortable. the world is gi…
Glad you got to enjoy some feelings of normalcy at the restaurant. We have been pretty lucky here with the rules and can still go into places to eat but we have still not gone. Hope the benefits come soon so you can worry about one less thi…
I agree a thousand percent about depression and creative folks. I have it more under control now but boy, oh, boy, it was a beast when I was younger. Good luck to your friends and nice of you to be there for them. Hope you have had a good w…
I’ve forgotten how to live alone. What did I do before? This old beggar keeps me company. She’s silver faced these days. Her bark sounds like a frog burp. She walks slower, sleeps more but remains a great comfort, even when she waits for me…
Yeah, he’s gone. Of course my heart aches for him. I can’t possibly tell you what he meant to me. He was the only man who loved me totally and completely, so caring and loving. The only thing we ever argued about was what show to watch. ❤️
I’ve forgotten how to live alone. What did I do before? This old beggar keeps me company. She’s silver faced these days. Her bark sounds like a frog burp. She walks slower, sleeps more but remains a great comfort, even when she waits for me…
That sounds positive. It will be a long haul - it takes time for a brain to go back to producing serotonin and so on on it's own because alcohol has been doing that for him.I find it takes people a good year to start getting back to normal.…
man, you've had a shitty time and i can't remember you complaining one time on facebook or here. if i was you, i'd be looking for an exit strategy and of course i'd take roxy.as we say at the foundation; suffering is optional, not mandatory…