I’ve been struggling with how to write this for weeks. in fact, just now as I wrote that I got choked up. It would be easier to just close the tab and do a google search for Geico Owl rather than write this. At least then I’d be laughing. Instead, I’m trying to let go of our house. The only house our daughter and dogs have known. The house where we’ve lived for over 11 years. The house that’s we’ve turned into a home. A very lovely, comfortable, totally-us home.
I’m in the thick of an online class/experience right now called Mondo Beyondo. It’s hard to describe, but it’s all about exploring our dreams. And not the dreams that happen when our heads hit the pillow, but the dreams for your life, your hopes and fears and wishes and, well, dreams.
It’s encouraging, it’s enlighting and it’s even been fun. I’ll share more as I wind down the road.
But watch this.
And read this.
I’ll see you on the other side.
The Danish writer Isak Dinesen is quoted as saying:
“All sorrows can be borne if you put them in a story or tell a story about them.”
Working on it, Isak. I’m working on it.
I found the beginning on this blog post and realized I should finish it. I can laugh about it now. And you deserve a good laugh.
We were eating dinner the other night, husband, daughter and I, while little dog tried to avoid big dog. She is still wearing the cone of shame and has no idea why he’s avoiding her. He was mildly successful, hanging around under the table where she can’t fit. While she’s really just trying to reach a chicken nugget rather than trying to torment him.