Exactly one year ago I was on the bed, in the bedroom, next to Mike, planning our next day while Blessing and Smudge, the two tiny Chihuahua’s 2lb 7oz and 3lb 3oz respectively – both full grown, although they will always be “the puppies” to me, played and took turns loving on their lucky parents. … Read more
There are fewer than a handful of hours left in 2022. Good riddance to this awful hell. But there isn’t much “happy” in my world, I still don’t have my birds, and I still haven’t found an attorney with balls enough to help me get back my birds and stuff…Lisa too. It would be great … Read more
Frustration. Anger. I am FED UP with the bitch’s bullshit. I WANT MY BIRDS BACK NOW!!! Maybe it’s partially because I have been down with the flu, I’m frustrated at my new job, I’m broke as all hell, and there doesn’t seem to be a decent attorney anywhere in the state of Washington who will … Read more
Last year Christmas was happy, filled with love and a very furry, feathery, fun family. This year is nothing like that. This year was lonely, sorrow, empty, sad, and a day I could have lived without. My birds are still being held hostage. I have the flu. Winslow has had a return of his cancer; … Read more
Written days after the fire – ink on paper – paper stained with tears – writing difficult due to hand injury from the fire – Offered here as insight to early thoughts/feelings – There are nights when words don’t come. My mind forms no content worthy of writing. The silence and solitude surround me like … Read more
Yesterday was Thanksgiving. Without Mike and our family (my birds are all still being held hostage for extortion purposes), the day began with tears…in a cold trailer, as propane had run out the day prior. Space heaters were running to keep ice out of the air (I will admit to embellishing a bit – I … Read more
Christmas 2021 was perfect. Mike and I, and our family of feathers and fur. That joy would not continue in 2022. It came to a fiery end on 29 January. For love, Mike went back into the fire he had escaped. Our two tiny dogs, Blessing and Smudge were inside, as were Josie and Reilly, … Read more