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Today has been a tough day. I was writing a post about my old dog, Willow, but couldn’t summon the energy or feeling to make it work.
Today has been a tough day. I was writing a post about my old dog, Willow, but couldn’t summon the energy or feeling to make it work.
Saturday, I went on a 3 mile walk with Java. It took me 90 minutes at my relatively slow pace. I spent a lot of time working on getting Java to heel. I usually let her walk in front of me as, honestly, I just get tired of yelling at her to heel and jerking…
I dream of the day I wake up and words pour freely out of my head, I suddenly grasp depth of field and know how to perfectly operate all the settings on my camera, and I ride my bike effortlessly up a hill of slippery snow and zig zag through trees without holding my breath.
“No dog has ever said a word, but that doesn’t mean they live outside the world of speech. They listen acutely. They wait to hear a term—biscuit, walk—and an inflection they know… To choose to live with a dog is to agree to participate in a long process of interpretation—a mutual agreement, though the human…
“Mostly we nurture our own blessings or spoil them, build firmly or undermine our walls. Who are termites but our obsessions gnawing.” — Marge Piercy, Nailing Up the Mezuzah By the time you read this, I’ll have been at a writer’s workshop on Madeline Island for two days, with three more to go. I wonder…
I haven’t written too much touchy-feely stuff lately. I’ve jotted plenty of stuff down and then thought, “You can’t say that!” But I have a few revelations I’d like to share, although not in one post as I don’t want to boggle your minds (in other words, bore you). And I figured if I threw…
Do you ever open one of your journals and read the previous entry, which perhaps you wrote yesterday or a few days before, but you don’t recognize the thoughts written there? I suppose not if you don’t keep a journal, but this is one reason why I do, I forget very quickly where I’ve been….
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Mary, you know that you can write whatever you want and we will read it! We are here to listen. So keep it comin’!
Sorry to hear about work, that must be really difficult with what you are going through and to work with your husband too.
I am sure Murphy would do a great job with the blog!
I have a good ear! I had an emotional moment on my blog today. I find it very comforting to talk to my blog friends about happy and sad times. Life just gets to complicated sometimes. WIll keep you in my thoughts! Hang in there.
Murphy looks ready to start bloggin! He’s giving us his best horsey pose there! 😉
Sorry to hear you have to work with your hubby while going through this..I can’t imagine! Do you see each other on a regular basis at work, or are you in different buildings? That has to be really hard. Hang in there. We are all thinking of you!
Murphy looks like a very zany blogger! What a photo!!!!
I can’t imagine what a hard time it is for you. My friend once advised me during a hard time to try to do one thing that I love every day, however small it might be. Perhaps that’s a good rule for you right now.
Hang in.
My husband and I work at the same company. But he is a big shot in one building, while I am a drone that kind of goes from building to building so we don’t run into each other so much. But because he is high up there, everyone knows him and thus me. It feels icky.
KB – You are right and I’m trying to keep that in mind. Taking walks with my dog, riding, writing, and just trying to find things to be thankful for.
Mary…Hang in there. You have great worth and need all your strength to get through this. It’s good that you have your dog and horses as they will support you no matter what. You can do this.
Hi Mary,
My goodness…could it be more uncomfortable??? Working for the same company for 29 years, having met there, and on top of it all the two of you always having been lumped as a couple. No wonder you are having a difficult time focusing at work 🙁
I love KB’s suggestion about doing one thing you love every day.
I remember having a horrible heart wrenching break up when I was younger-I had one dog then, Kootenai, and when I was at my saddest I would bury myself in her fur and let myself cry my heart out. Then I’d hug her tight and say “let’s go have an adventure!”
And we would. And I *always* felt better…still sad, but not so completely empty. I hope little Java can offer you some of that solace.
In the meantime, I think Murphy was trying his best to One Up my Mariah during her Tina Turner imitation. Tell him he made me laugh out loud and that I can’t wait to hear what he blogs about 😀
Hoping you can replace a ittle of that sadness with a giggle or two at your critters each day. They really are beautiful 🙂
Big hug your way!
Sue