I took very few pictures today. All of the pictures were taken from a car and while I was in a hurry to get from one meeting to another. With the exception of this picture taken on the way to Mendenhall Valley none of the pictures I took today were very good. Because they were taken from inside a car. And I was in a hurry. And distracted. The mountains were beautiful, and the weather so clear that I could see completely snow covered mountains in the far distance that I had not seen before. But it was a rushed and stressed day - a day where I let my work responsibilities take over, and I had neither the time nor energy to feel the mountains. Or to fit in a workout. Regardless of other successes I had today, missing out on the mountains and the workout feel like losses. Will try again tomorrow.....
My dog Jamie. She is 6 years old. I lived in the country in middle TN and about 5 1/2 years ago she just showed up on my doorstep. I didn't want another dog - we had already adopted a dog from the humane society a few years earlier and one was enough. I asked my boys not to give her food or water, and thought that she would just eventually move on to another home, but she never left. Each day I would come home from work and she would come bounding happily to me from some corner of the yard. After a few days and nights of this I looked out the window one early morning and saw her licking ice off the back porch. One soft hearted moment for a thirsty dog led to one bowl of water led to one bowl of food led to one visit to the vet led to a dog who became the newest member of our family. When the boys left home and after I got divorced Jamie came with me when I moved on, and her sweet nature and individual personality helped keep me grounded. I miss my mutt. And now I'm not sure if 5 1/2 years ago I adopted her, or if she adopted me.
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