Okay I promise..

...not to do this too often but it's a rainy day here and feeling a bit melancholy, I've been leafing through some of my favorite books reading my dogeared pages. Again, the saving grace in all of this is you only have read as much as you care to--everyone is safe here.
This is from The a little talked about book, "The Witch of Portobello," by Paulo Coelho.

"Re-programme yourself every minute of each day with thoughts that make you grow. When you're feeling irritated or confused, try to laugh at yourself. Laugh out loud at this woman tormented by doubts and anxieties, convinced that her problems are the most important thing in the world. Laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation, at the fact that despite being a manifestation of the Mother, you still believe God is a man who lays down the rules. Most of our problems stem from just that--from following the rules."

I loved this book for so many reasons and the excerpt above doesn't begin give away it's content.

.later on...

I laugh reading my 'introduction blog.' How I was so curious as to what would happen sending my thoughts out into cyberspace..well, three months have taught me, well, actually-nothing happens. But I'm back and thinking of where my head was just three short months ago, so much has changed. For one, last month my beloved dog Wyatt was diagnosed with a very agressive form of cancer. It is hard to write in words of how devastating of a blow it was to hear such a diagnosis and much worse, the prognosis. I heard the words, I tried to process the information but all I could come up with was how much I wished to be an amnesiac, because once you're there, you can't go back. It changes everything.
One--probably the only one--beautiful thing that came from all of this is that I realized how much of Wyatt's life has been just a pure celebration of life itself--the simple things--taking longs walks, swimming, socializing with strangers, snuggling, enjoying his favorite foods (actually all food)--always experiencing life as if it was for the first time. Being able to see life through his eyes has been pure joy--I've always said if everyone could see life through Wyatt's eyes, what a wonderful world it would be. He literally, skips through life, smiling, nose up to the wind.
I guess that's all I have to say, for now. This past month has been a sea of emotions. I don't know how to say good-bye, before time is due. How can this funny, loving, happy spirit leave this Earth? I have moments of pure desperation, clinging, begging for more time. Please, please not him. But on the same note I plead that he not suffer. For all the love and goodness in him, allow him just one day to fall into an eternal sleep, quietly, with dignity.