A heavy one
It's been a heavy week. We received a devastating health diagnosis about one of my first four-legged friends and it felt like the rest of the week was spent trying to heave off the heavy blanket that that left on my shoulders. I've spent a lot of blog space writing about the impact that our animals have on our lives - both the good and the bad - and if that isn't a microcosm of what our human lives are about, I don't know what more apt example there is. All of this is to say, sometimes it seems like there is a lot more heaviness than levity. And sometimes it feels like the hits keep on coming, as it has felt like to me the older I've gotten. The bad / sad news overshadows any good and then any minor inconvenience feels like like my entire world is breaking apart. When my dad first had his stroke almost exactly five years ago, I was advised to take each day at a time and in order to keep things manageable from a triage perspective, I didn't look forwar...
