It’s January 21, 2018! Holy shit, the years really are flying by. I’m excited for everything 2018 could have in store but 2017 was fantastic.
I wish everyone a happy, prosperous, and joyous New Year. Now go work on those resolutions!
Happy November 1st! I hate to say it’s officially the holidays but woah! Thanksgiving is only four weeks away. Hope everyone had a happy and safe Halloween.
I’ve been meaning to get this post up all week but work and life have been busy.
My mom and sister came over Sunday morning for a little walk down memory lane. We spent a few hours together going through old family photos. It was emotional but also so good. I think we needed this to really appreciate the lives we’ve been given and the memories attached.
Here are a few photos from our walk down memory lane. Enjoy!
Me being me.
Family trip to Seaside.
Me, mom, Smokey, and my nephew Bryant.
Nicole feeding one month old Bryant.
My cousin Ryan feeding baby Bryant.
Granpda Tony and Nicole.
Nicole, me, and our cousin Dawn.
The very first photo of the three muskateers. Mom, me, and sissie.
I still make this face when I’m upset/not getting my way.
Gosh we were super cute 80’s kids!
Me and grandpa enjoying Seaside.
This weekend was one for the books. Our sweet Sally saw the Pacific Ocean for the first time. It seems silly that it took Sally’s cancer diagnoses for us to, I guess, wake up in a way. Our dogs are more to us than just dogs, they are our babies. Sally has been part of my husband’s life longer than he can count without truly thinking about it. There bond is one for the books. From accounts from L’s mom he sounds a lot like his grandfather (a great man I was not able to meet). As I have said before wherever he goes, she goes. She is his right hand gal.
As for the chemo. We are still seeing a positive response. We have been able to cut back on her cough medicine and she seems to be sleeping better each night. As I have said before, our job as great fur parents is to sustain her quality of life. We are not naive and in no way think the chemo is going to cure her, but at least we know we have done our best to help the symptoms. If you don’t have an animal that you feel this way for I highly suggest you get one. The love we get from our dogs, heck even our shop cats, is indescribable.
Saturday October 4th we took our dog to the vet for a follow up appointment. The vets have been treating her for pneumonia. We left after a little over an hour with heavy hearts. Sally has cancer.
Monday October 6th L took Sally to a specialist. The best in our area for treating cancer in animals. L and I love our dogs more than life itself. When we heard the words terminal we knew it wasn’t about curing but about eliminating the pain.
Thursday October 9th Sally has her first chemotherapy treatment. The appointment only lasts about 45 minutes. At the end we’ve already noticed her breathing is slightly better (chemo reacts differently in animals and helps with cancer symptoms drastically).
Saturday October 11th. Its been two days since Sally’s first chemo treatment. She’ll never been 100% but watching her finally eat some chicken and drink water has been the greatest thing.
I started this as mainly a timeline for our own reference. A place to remember the chain the events that has changed our life and our other pooches lives. For a dog that has lived a fabulous life who only knows love, it is our job to make her as comfortable as possible. L has decided we need to start Sally’s bucket list. First thing up is seeing the ocean. All dogs deserve to know the intense power and freedom that over comes you when standing on the sand in front of the powerful waves. We even created a hashtag just for Sally and her adventures, #sallysalamandersbucketlist.
This question has been on my mind for awhile. Maybe it’s because of the excessive amounts of Sex and the City I’ve been watching or the total shock of watching people I thought would be together forever are separating/divorcing.
This post will probably have no real meaning other than me asking all the question that have been swirling around in my head.
Is there one person for you? Do we have soul mates? I believe every romantic relationship we have is in some form of a soul mate. Wether or not that relationship worked out you took something away from it. And during that your relationship you were happy (hopefully).
My past relationships have all been relationships that were perfect for that time in my life. I took something away and grew as a person.
How do we decided to fall out of love? Are we fighting hard enough for what we need from our significant others?
Me and my mom on my wedding day.
I’m not 100% sure where to start. I’m about to write down how much you mean to me. It’s funny because I should be able to say all of this directly to you, but thats the funny thing with emotions. I don’t know if I would ever be brave enough. You are the strongest person I know. You were the rock for sissie and I our whole lives. Without you I wouldn’t be the person I am today.
Growing up I never knew of the hard times. I’m sure there were many as a single mom, but you always seemed to have it together. Whatever I wanted, you gave me. Whatever I needed, you gave me. Even today, we were suppose to be out celebrating you and you still paid.
I know when I was younger (always late for curfew) I didn’t appreciate it. You always waited up. I’m sorry for getting annoyed with you about that… Yes you were upset with me but it always came from a place of love.
Today while we were talking about me becoming a mom one day I kept thinking I hope I’ll be at least half the mom you are. Sorry about the comment babies shouldn’t have babies… Yes I am 28 but still have some growing up to do. I know though when that time comes you will be right there teaching me.
Happy Mother’s Day to the greatest Mom I could have ever asked for.
P.S. Sorry about all the drunk dials during my college days…. I now know 6am New York time is not an acceptable hour to call and tell you all about my night on top of the Empire State Building.