Sometimes Healing Can Sneak Up On You
I'm blaming it on all of the rescue and foster blogs I follow. But I think that heart-healing is creeping up on me, almost unawares. I'm starting-- just starting --to be more open to the possibility of adopting again. Some day. When the time is right. Rather than have my usual knee-jerk reaction of, "I'll never have another fur 'child' because I can't go through this again." It's not that I miss Annie any less. Yesterday was the 31st week anniversary of her passing and I had a particularly hard time with it. Perhaps because I'm home from holiday now, with nothing in particular to look forward to till next year. But I miss having a girl in the house. Little Charlotte, from our local humane society's web site. OMG, she's precious! I love the boys to pieces ("Love you bunches!" I always call out to them when I'm leaving the house) and of course Derry is my Smoochy Boy, while Nicki is my Mr. PurrBug. But I still miss hav...