You are so tired your pain is tangible it breaks my heart to see you struggling. You are so brave you insist on your walk no matter how it makes you suffer. Your breathing is so laboured as you walk, well wobble, you limp on all four legs. Your wound still weeps as I do as I watch you. We both hide our pain as we know your Daddy is denying your struggles…he knows but it’s unspoken. You may have weeks, months or days I just pray you are happy.
As you sleep do you dream of youth? Puppy play and training to assist. No rest, training starts young in truth So much expected of you the heaven kissed. You served, you worked , we gave you play. We loved you from afar until the day You came to live with us We hope you have enjoyed your retirement A princess among dogs we love you Our children and their children love you too.
I sit and watch her as she sleeps. She’s so tired these days age has taken it’s toll. I really am so grateful to her though the loyalty and love she shows me is far beyond wealth. She would follow me to the ends of the earth and truly so would I her. Oh! She’s stirring now, bless her first action is to look for me.
love is her nature devotion is her default she’s my staff and stay full of dreams of youth and play she lightens my load always.
Home from Vetinary Hospital, after a traumatic month of shocks and operations. Fingers crossed cancer cut out, there is a lot of nursing to do but she deserves the best. There is some concern that the skin flap the Surgeons used to close the wound might necrotise but hubby and I will do our best to prevent this. Stitches out in 2/3 weeks.
Ruby says thank you everyone for sending her love and good wishes.💜💜💜
Here we are on Saturday and our host LindaGHill has set up our SoCs prompt : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “close eyes and point.” Grab the closest printed material to you when you sit down to write your post, open it up (if it’s a book, flyer, etc.), close your eyes, and point. Whatever your finger lands on, use that as your prompt. Have fun!
Thanks. The nearest printed matter was a card from our middle son. I followed the instructions to a T. What I ended up with was THANKS. Well what can I do with that I asked myself, well I can celebrate it. Funnily enough it’s cropped up a lot this week. Firstly the card.
From our middle son, thanking us for helping him achieve something he never thought he might.
Then there were the flowers from hubby as a thanks for looking after him while he has been unwell.
Then there was the phone call from eldest son who said Thanks so much for being an ear and shoulder while he got through isolation and Covid the other week, miles away and on his own.
Just when I thought I was thank you’d out I got this what’s app from youngest son.
[05/11, 07:48] Hi Mum, I was thinking you of you this week. Especially when I was ironing the boys school shirts Thanks for doing mine for all those years 😊
Well I thanked them all and I have to admit they all made me feel a million pounds, so I made sure I thanked them back .
Such a tiny word Yet it means so very much It lifts the spirits.
Time for LindaGHill SoCs “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ode.” Find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,” or use the word “ode.” Have fun!”
It’s Saturday and hubby and I are celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary today.
Ode to an Anniversary.
Who’d of thought back on the day In 1971, so far away We’d travel lifes tides and make it to this day. Our children and our grandchildren too Family , friends yes all of you Could join us here in celebration When we can revow our declaration. Nothing has changed, nothing is new You love me and I love you. 💜
Our fabulous boys have arranged a lovely celebration meal, with family and friends. Thank you boys, thank you family thank you friends , Thank You Hubby. 💜
Look what popped up on my phone yesterday afternoon. I really was surprised. So cheers to each and every one of you that I have met on here. You are all true friends and great people.
Three seasons In one day. April through May Spring, Summer,Autumn. It’s all so magical . When you’re hunting Easter Eggs. In the garden or in the park. Filling your Egg basket before dark. Happy Easter Everyone, he’s risen. He Died so We may live. He washed away Our sins and for that We are truly grateful. Joy to the world we are saved.
He rose and left an empty grave. No one saw him go but he saved us. Be blessed he is risen for all of us.
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