Endings
I hate endings (unless it's school ending haha) and I usually don't like change either. Last week, I had to face two pretty big endings: getting home from Cancun, and letting go of my dog Molly, who passed away while I was on vacation.
I had such an amazing time in Mexico, I just started crying when we got in the van to go to the airport. I just can't believe it went by so fast. It seemed to take forever to finally be May 31, but then all of the sudden, it was June 8 and we were headed back to Denver. Why does time have to fly when you're having fun? Why can't it slow down so that you can enjoy every second and not waste a moment? The phenomenon of time is amazing to me. When you are depressed or sad, time slows down to a halt, but when you are happy, it flies by you, giving you barely enough time to grasp the good times. Shouldn't it be the other way around? I know this next year will fly by, too though and pretty soon I'll be in Cancun again. I know Nick and I will still be together so I'm sure I will go next year, too.
Molly was 11 1/2 when she died. Her and I have the same birthday; I always thought that was cool. She was SUCH a good dog. She loved to be around people and all she wanted to do was make you happy. She was so sweet. I was really looking forward to taking her on walks and taking her to the park this summer. It just sucks that I don't have her company anymore. She used to always sleep in my bed and now I have to sleep alone; it's been really hard this past week. I feel guilty for not being here when she died. It was such horrible news to come home to. :( I know she is in a better place now, so as long as I get my act together and can get into Heaven, I am counting on seeing her again. Her and Sally, my other doggie who passed away two years ago. I just love having a dog as a best friend, and I don't have that now. It's just been really hard.
<-- Nick and I in Cancun!! Isn't the ocean amazing??
<-- Molly and I RIP baby girl!!!
I had such an amazing time in Mexico, I just started crying when we got in the van to go to the airport. I just can't believe it went by so fast. It seemed to take forever to finally be May 31, but then all of the sudden, it was June 8 and we were headed back to Denver. Why does time have to fly when you're having fun? Why can't it slow down so that you can enjoy every second and not waste a moment? The phenomenon of time is amazing to me. When you are depressed or sad, time slows down to a halt, but when you are happy, it flies by you, giving you barely enough time to grasp the good times. Shouldn't it be the other way around? I know this next year will fly by, too though and pretty soon I'll be in Cancun again. I know Nick and I will still be together so I'm sure I will go next year, too.
Molly was 11 1/2 when she died. Her and I have the same birthday; I always thought that was cool. She was SUCH a good dog. She loved to be around people and all she wanted to do was make you happy. She was so sweet. I was really looking forward to taking her on walks and taking her to the park this summer. It just sucks that I don't have her company anymore. She used to always sleep in my bed and now I have to sleep alone; it's been really hard this past week. I feel guilty for not being here when she died. It was such horrible news to come home to. :( I know she is in a better place now, so as long as I get my act together and can get into Heaven, I am counting on seeing her again. Her and Sally, my other doggie who passed away two years ago. I just love having a dog as a best friend, and I don't have that now. It's just been really hard.
<-- Nick and I in Cancun!! Isn't the ocean amazing??
<-- Molly and I RIP baby girl!!!