My niece had her first baby in August. "My" first grandbaby. At least it felt that way since my sister is gone.
Huckleberry died in September. It was time, he was in pain. He was my best dog ever, and a strong link with my sister since she helped me pick him out and she named him, and he always loved her so much. I told him to go find his Auntie as he went to sleep.
John, my husband, my companion for over 20 years, died in November. It was fast and totally unexpected. A heart attack here at home.
The donkeys and horses are fine. Buster, Juniper, Scout and Bella. Buster hurt me really bad in November and I'm just now getting back to normal. Dislocated my elbow and tore all the attachments. Basically ripped my arm off without breaking the skin. Surgery repaired it but it will never be the same. He got scared and bucked. Not intentional, but this is the second time he's broken me badly.
I'm trying to figure out how to live now. Winter has been hard but things are looking better with the return of the sun. Now that I can load photos from my phone I may just have to start blogging again. I have a lot of adventures to share. I just got back from my latest trip to Tucson. I love the sun!
3 comments:
That is a lot to carry. ❤️
You have been through more this year than many experience in a lifetime. You’re very strong, Andrea. I look forward to your journey, whatever you’re willing to share.
Andrea, I am so sorry to read this. You and John seemed to share so many things. I'd have loved a partner to wander along with through the forest as you guys did, to enjoy the horses, donkeys and dogs with (though mine does love our dogs.) As they say, the worst thing about a great relationship is how much you will mourn when they have to go. I'm very sad that that happened too soon. Biggest hugs to you. Tina in Western Australia
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