Well my 8 year blogaversary came and went, and I never did get the archives up from the first few years. The actual day is October 15th. I read the post and it is actually a couple of letters I wrote to the Humane Society about a stray that had been dumped near my office back in 1997 and I took there and was paying to board until he was adopted. He was there 3 months, and finally someone took him. I named him Bones, because he was so skinny. We had 3 large dogs at home then, so another wasn’t really an option.
I have avoided blogging because I was afraid it would jinx the sale of my moms house if I started to write about it. There were problems, but not with the buyers. The neighbor started harassing the buyers who were doing some repairs on the property that the lender required, and we were afraid they would pull out. I was on pins and needles for about 2 weeks. But escrow closed yesterday and I breathed a sigh of relief.
I have been missing Natalie alot, and thinking about her, and things.
I don’t remember losing track of you
You were always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought you’d always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you’re nowhere to be foundI don’t know what happens when people die
Can’t seem to grasp it as hard as I try
It’s like a song I can hear playing right in my ear
That I can’t sing
I can’t help listening
And I can’t help feeling stupid standing ’round
Crying as they ease you down
‘Cause I know that you’d rather we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away..jackson browne
A Canyon Cottage 