I haven't mentioned it because I hated to always be a Debbie Downer but I've been giving serious round the clock hospice care to my beloved companion parrot who was diagnosed with cancer just weeks after Daddio passed on in January and days after Dear Old Doggie left us in February. I figure I have had only the first 10 days of this entire year that I haven't been grieving-and it's taken a toll.
Yesterday morning at 5:15 my sweetie bird flew over rainbow bridge. She'd been wanting to cuddle and be close at night so I've been sleeping sitting up while holding her for months. I was holding her last night when she reached up to rub her cheek on mine and say her last goodbye. I raised her from a hatchling and she's been my best birdie buddy for close to 30 years. She was the first voice I heard every morning and the last I heard at night. She was supposed to be my forever friend.
So....I just can't prattle on about holidays and knitting right now. I know you get it. It's been so hard pretending that my life has been centered around normal things when it hasn't for so damn long. This time last year I had a dad, a dog and a bird and now I don't. I don't know what to do with all this sadness other than take some time for myself to sort it all out.
Hopefully, I'll be back sometime in the New Year.
Give your critters a squeeze for me.
Life can change in an instant.
I love you more than one more day.