I clicked on here last night and was confronted with a blank page. For a while, I was afraid you wouldn’t come back. It makes me happy to see you here, with Gorby. He’s worth a million right now, isn’t he? Take heart, Helen.
I’m reminded of the line in Steel Magnolias – uttered by Dolly Parton when Sally Field goes all nuts after Shelby’s funeral. . .
“I don’t know how the rest of you is, but your hair is holding up beautifully.”
It’s so lame, yanno? But you look so glamorous in your dark shades and in the bright sunshine. Gorby cures a lot of ills, too.
All my love,
M
I’ve been by here, every day, reading and hoping that your days would begin to get better. (some filter at work won’t let me post, tho, so doing it from home.)
Wishing you more days filled with good things…
i was just thinking about what a great comfort for you Gorby must be in this time of grieving. i know that, for me, sometimes the dog is the best one to offer comfort. love to you and Angus (and Gorby, of course!).
goooooorby! glad you’re making it one ok day at a time :)
I clicked on here last night and was confronted with a blank page. For a while, I was afraid you wouldn’t come back. It makes me happy to see you here, with Gorby. He’s worth a million right now, isn’t he? Take heart, Helen.
That’s a great shot.
Helen, I have missed you, I am glad things are slowly getting better, the Gorbster looks wet and happy.
No question, salt water heals or at least accelerates the healing process. I always feel renewed by being near the water.
He is, quite possibly, the cutest damn dog I’ve ever seen. How can one not smile with him in your life?
Finding joy in the little things is the beginning of healing.
Good to “see” you, Helen.
One day at a time…
Kisses babe.
glad to hear it. hang in there. sunhine and fresh air does wonders.
Today, you made me smile.
Today, I hope you smile.
I’m reminded of the line in Steel Magnolias – uttered by Dolly Parton when Sally Field goes all nuts after Shelby’s funeral. . .
“I don’t know how the rest of you is, but your hair is holding up beautifully.”
It’s so lame, yanno? But you look so glamorous in your dark shades and in the bright sunshine. Gorby cures a lot of ills, too.
All my love,
M
That sweet puppy is worth his weight in diamonds. And you’re looking pretty good too.
I never have minded what God said…
In any case, you’ll get there. Or if not there, someplace else nice. :-)
*hug*
small blessings :) your dog! the beautiful day! and how beautiful you are:) (okay maybe not so small blessings?)
Hooray for the Gorby-dog!
Nothing can be entirely wrong when such a cute dog is around.
I’ve been by here, every day, reading and hoping that your days would begin to get better. (some filter at work won’t let me post, tho, so doing it from home.)
Wishing you more days filled with good things…
Hugs. Getting there is good. Keep going! It’s ok if you don’t go fast. We’ll wait.
i was just thinking about what a great comfort for you Gorby must be in this time of grieving. i know that, for me, sometimes the dog is the best one to offer comfort. love to you and Angus (and Gorby, of course!).
Gorby *is* the cutest puppy ever. Not that you didn’t already know….
I am so glad you are speaking at all. I wish you sunshine and peace and sweet dreams and heart-healing.