It is a new beginning for her and that makes me joyful. It is a difficult transition for me...and that leaves me with a true sense of grief and loss. But that is how life is. One has to set it aside, man up and move on...taking one's broken heart with him and trusting it will be healed down the road.
So many changes. So many adjustments.. It has felt at times like I was in the middle of a huge earthquake with the ground constantly shifting under me. The love of God is still there, though. My faith, friends and my family are there. My wonderful 7 year old Jack Russell Terrier named Pippy greets me at the door jumping for joy every day. My 14 year old Lhasa Apso is behind him...moving slower but still there and wagging her tail. I am grateful that all of these things have kept me focused on the goodness of life here lately. I have needed it.