[honeychile]

I post this as a poster child for NEVER posting something when you're too tired to re-read what you just typed. Today is the 10th anniversary of my daddy's death. And yes, it was a horrible time, but with the comfort that our last words to each other were words of love.

Within the year afterwards, my mother adopted Buffy the Wonder Dog, then I moved in with her as she was legally blind. In October, it will be three years since she's gone to glory. My parents shared a love story that lasted 55 years here, and I'm sure that they picked up when she died. Buffy then lived with me until he died in March of 2011.

So, should I seem a little weird at times, it's mostly because I miss the quirky, fun family I had, and am trying to establish that same quirky fun with my DH (it's working!).

Thanks again for being so kind - only special people take the time to help someone at the time of sorrow, real or retrospective. <3 And BBelle, thank you so much for helping a sister! <>