Yes, I finally felt my first earthquake. It was just a small shock, but I was awake, I knew what it was, there was no maybe about it. Another thing off the bucket list.
The snow is just a dusting-it's not really warm enough to stick, and I am glad. We need the moisture, and I am always glad for a curl up and cuddle day.
Earthquake on Sunday, two dog tragedy on Monday, snow on Thursday. Lily is dead. Prissy is recovering and I really don't want to talk about it. Sometimes things just get bad so quickly and so fast that sharing it when it's over doesn't seem right. Yet, this space has come to be a "sharing" space. Maybe this is just one of those things that takes awhile to unfold-the silver lining doesn't always leap out at first glance.
Yet, me, being me, I always believe it's there.