Turning, Turning, Turning
Jan. 12th, 2007 07:51 amMy Heleny thing is dead.
Eva cared for her well after the surgery, and she was held and loved near the end. I held her last night for awhile, and fed her, and she was so quiet and cold. Usually she was so crotchety. I guess it was right after I left that she gave up. Maybe she wanted to see me one more time? She would have been two in March.
Also one of my boyfriends has left me, though this may not be a permanent state of affairs: I can either allow it to remain as a default state or I can do some things about it, unlike a death. My home is still intact and a happy place, that's not the boyfriend of whom I speak, and I find this a great comfort to me.
After work I'm climbing with Trevor, after going to get her, of course, or maybe before. Exercise is a great stabiliser. I have roastaroma tea now, so that's good comfort too without the accompanying caffeine panic attacks. I may answer the phone erratically.
Be well.
Eva cared for her well after the surgery, and she was held and loved near the end. I held her last night for awhile, and fed her, and she was so quiet and cold. Usually she was so crotchety. I guess it was right after I left that she gave up. Maybe she wanted to see me one more time? She would have been two in March.
Also one of my boyfriends has left me, though this may not be a permanent state of affairs: I can either allow it to remain as a default state or I can do some things about it, unlike a death. My home is still intact and a happy place, that's not the boyfriend of whom I speak, and I find this a great comfort to me.
After work I'm climbing with Trevor, after going to get her, of course, or maybe before. Exercise is a great stabiliser. I have roastaroma tea now, so that's good comfort too without the accompanying caffeine panic attacks. I may answer the phone erratically.
Be well.