Better days

Well, I was hoping to feel a little more chipper today but it's not happening for me. I keep thinking about Star and her tragic death. We found out from the autopsy Star was poisoned with rat poison. It had to be intentional, Bobbee does not keep any sort of rat poison at home and if she did, would never keep it within pet reach. I try not to think how such a derranged person could do such a thing. She wants to get another dog and I think that's a good idea. I think it's bothering me too having my older son, Jon, back in Lincoln. I get used to him being away, I get to see him for a brief time, he leaves again and all the thoughts and emotions come back. Not as strong as they once did, which is good, but they are still there. I am somewhat of a worrier. So, because I am such a person, when I find myself worrying I ask God to step in and take care of Jon or Richard that day. I take my worries and place them in His hands. It seems to help a lot. I try not to take them for granted. The 3rd anniversary of my dad's death day is coming. I learned from a Medium that the dead prefer to be remembered on their death day, not their birthday. I found my dad's obituary and picture in my drawer and it made me remember. I sat there thinking of him and it made me sad. The death of a parent really puts your life in perspective. You go through this process of realizing your mortality. It's surreal. I cannot even fathom what it would be like to lose a child. Ok, it's time to lighten up!