Dub
Senior Member
Good morning Everyone.
Enjoyed my first cup this morning and about to go pour a second.
First day off after the past four workdays, each 14+hrs.
Too old for this work stuff. Not age old, but groany joints old.
It has been a tough, tough last 7 days.
This past Wednesday was the third anniversary of my wife’s passing.
27 years of wonderful marriage.
I miss Laurie terribly and I hold my head up and looking forward to the day when I join her. Will live to the fullest, but will be glad to be with her when God decides that it is time…..whenever that is.
Last Friday morning my son and I took Molly, the oldest of our two four-legged family members to the vet where she was put to sleep.
14 years of blessings to my family, but her hip pains and lack of tolerance to the various meds were prevailing factors in me fulfilling my responsibility to her to let her ease into a permanent nap and be free from pain.
Molly was my buddy velcroed to me whenever I was home.
She was hugely fond of her boy and her momma, too.
Molly with us on a July 4th several years ago:
Enjoying special time with her Momma….my sweet wife.
Molly & Helen in their Momma’s lap when my wife was deep in the battle with cancer.
They never left her side. Helen demanded to be in bed with my wife after Laurie took her last breaths.
Molly & Helen sitting in my lap. They’d just heard something from upstairs and went on alert.
House was empty, save the dogs and I.
My wife had passed months prior.
They’d often perk up like this and seem to be dialed into something I couldn’t see. Focused on the foyer where my bride would enter and knock me senseless with her big smiles.
It was very comforting to me. Words are inadequate to describe the peaceful feeling when they would tune into something unseen.
The girls chilling in the dog bed that is now covered by my reloading bench.
They’d slumber while I was seated at the bench.
Helen, the youngest, became very sick 1.5 yrs after my wife’s passing. Diabetes and ultimately blindness. My Son and I were at her side when she was put to sleep.
My son had long since moved out.
It was just the dogs and me the past couple years.
Now it is just me.
Me.... is about to knock out this second cup of coffee, grab a shower and head over to the vet’s office to pick up Molly’s ashes.
They will be in an urn that will sit on the mantle right beside Helen’s.
My son is clear on my wishes for those urns to be placed in my casket prior to my burial beside my wife….in addition to any other ashes of future dogs that I may go on to be blessed with their full lifespan.
I can’t add a puppy now while I am working, but in a few years when I retire, I will be adding a puppy….and perhaps a year later a second. Active dogs that will be part of an active retirement.
I get to stick around and watch my son grow and develop.
Now, at 24, he is crushing it.
Little joker is closing on his first home next week. He is making a pile of money and loves his work.
He has his Momma’s sharp mind and determination. He has my tenacity.
There is no quit in him.
I am smitten with his current girlfriend….as are his grandparents and Aunt.
She is an amazing young lady with unbelievable artistic abilities and a drive to succeed. As my wife would say, she may be The One.
Time will tell.
I am grateful for a life spent with the love of my life and our little furry family.
I am grateful for the time seeing our son flourish and take on the adult world.
God has been gracious.
Each day is a blessing.
It isn’t always easy…..but it is a blessing.
Tough times......but the wonderful memories and promise of glorious tomorrows keep the wind in my sails.
Hang in there folks.
All I can advise is to hang in there and have frequent conversions with God.
Easter was a riveting reminder that Jesus Christ was there for us and endured for us. He showed us how to continue.
Never quit.
Never tap out.
Stand, head up, take a step forward....then another.....feel the sunlight's warmth and the coolness of a breeze and know that life is a precious gift and Glory awaits.
Much love and respect to my GON friends.
Ya'll have a great weekend and hug yer family members often and long....two-legged & four-legged. Hug 'em and let them know you love them.
Enjoyed my first cup this morning and about to go pour a second.
First day off after the past four workdays, each 14+hrs.
Too old for this work stuff. Not age old, but groany joints old.
It has been a tough, tough last 7 days.
This past Wednesday was the third anniversary of my wife’s passing.
27 years of wonderful marriage.
I miss Laurie terribly and I hold my head up and looking forward to the day when I join her. Will live to the fullest, but will be glad to be with her when God decides that it is time…..whenever that is.
Last Friday morning my son and I took Molly, the oldest of our two four-legged family members to the vet where she was put to sleep.
14 years of blessings to my family, but her hip pains and lack of tolerance to the various meds were prevailing factors in me fulfilling my responsibility to her to let her ease into a permanent nap and be free from pain.
Molly was my buddy velcroed to me whenever I was home.
She was hugely fond of her boy and her momma, too.
Molly with us on a July 4th several years ago:
Enjoying special time with her Momma….my sweet wife.
Molly & Helen in their Momma’s lap when my wife was deep in the battle with cancer.
They never left her side. Helen demanded to be in bed with my wife after Laurie took her last breaths.
Molly & Helen sitting in my lap. They’d just heard something from upstairs and went on alert.
House was empty, save the dogs and I.
My wife had passed months prior.
They’d often perk up like this and seem to be dialed into something I couldn’t see. Focused on the foyer where my bride would enter and knock me senseless with her big smiles.
It was very comforting to me. Words are inadequate to describe the peaceful feeling when they would tune into something unseen.
The girls chilling in the dog bed that is now covered by my reloading bench.
They’d slumber while I was seated at the bench.
Helen, the youngest, became very sick 1.5 yrs after my wife’s passing. Diabetes and ultimately blindness. My Son and I were at her side when she was put to sleep.
My son had long since moved out.
It was just the dogs and me the past couple years.
Now it is just me.
Me.... is about to knock out this second cup of coffee, grab a shower and head over to the vet’s office to pick up Molly’s ashes.
They will be in an urn that will sit on the mantle right beside Helen’s.
My son is clear on my wishes for those urns to be placed in my casket prior to my burial beside my wife….in addition to any other ashes of future dogs that I may go on to be blessed with their full lifespan.
I can’t add a puppy now while I am working, but in a few years when I retire, I will be adding a puppy….and perhaps a year later a second. Active dogs that will be part of an active retirement.
I get to stick around and watch my son grow and develop.
Now, at 24, he is crushing it.
Little joker is closing on his first home next week. He is making a pile of money and loves his work.
He has his Momma’s sharp mind and determination. He has my tenacity.
There is no quit in him.
I am smitten with his current girlfriend….as are his grandparents and Aunt.
She is an amazing young lady with unbelievable artistic abilities and a drive to succeed. As my wife would say, she may be The One.
Time will tell.
I am grateful for a life spent with the love of my life and our little furry family.
I am grateful for the time seeing our son flourish and take on the adult world.
God has been gracious.
Each day is a blessing.
It isn’t always easy…..but it is a blessing.
Tough times......but the wonderful memories and promise of glorious tomorrows keep the wind in my sails.
Hang in there folks.
All I can advise is to hang in there and have frequent conversions with God.
Easter was a riveting reminder that Jesus Christ was there for us and endured for us. He showed us how to continue.
Never quit.
Never tap out.
Stand, head up, take a step forward....then another.....feel the sunlight's warmth and the coolness of a breeze and know that life is a precious gift and Glory awaits.
Much love and respect to my GON friends.
Ya'll have a great weekend and hug yer family members often and long....two-legged & four-legged. Hug 'em and let them know you love them.
