Thursday, December 9, 2021

Maybe 2022 is going to be our year?!?!?!?


The last time I thought that I would pick up on this blog and write more, I learned that my emotions were too raw and re reading posts that John and I did together hurt.  It's been four years of change.  Four years of growth.  Four years of redefining who I am.  Four years of looking back at who we are.  Four years of making a new plan of what we are.  How the both of us will move forward.  How we will form new relationships.  It's hard to grieve and be part of life.  It's a huge balancing act.  There is this moment of redefining everything that you are.  If I could have woven a new skin and taken up residency in it I would have. So, I turned to writing.  Writing a lot. 

Writing left unpublished is  wasted in my eyes.  So, Monday, after a wind of change blew through,   I picked up this blog.  I read every post.  I cried tears of happy, sad, anger, joy, love.  I looked back at what a fun time we had taking photos of things that could become part of the blog.  It was a great act.  There are a few times where I would start the story and he would finish it.  I'll miss those posts.  

           I feel that 2022 and "twodogsintheyard" will be a new rebirth.  Maybe I'll need a new black and            white for the yard.  Right now there is only a Cash dog, but wait, there are two cats...So, two                   cats and a dog in the yard...Now all I'm short is the white picket fence...and a few other things.

           So, if you are still here through this, you are probably related to me.  Not that I mind.  I like that            people enjoy reading.  Here's to 2022 being a photo/blog op.  You'll have to ride the ups and the            downs of life.  You'll see the happy and the sad.  Hopefully the funny and the silly.  Most of all,               I'll have something to fill my evenings with and I will stop looking into going back to school yet             again.  However, this week my obituary (or horoscope for most of you) says if I want to change            my occupation, now is the time to grow those roots and do it!!  If I weren't Mandy the Mystical               Mortician, who would I be? 

 

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