My life such as it is…
We’ve had another loss in the family. My sister-in-law (my brother, Michael’s wife) passed away last week. Her death was sudden and unexpected. We attended her funeral last Thursday (Aug 5.)
I won’t go into the gory details, but I will say it was one of those times when I hate being right. When I can see the truck coming to run us all over, but can do jack-all to stop it. It sucks. It really does.
Betty was a good woman. A kind soul who did a lot for the people in her life. My brother is lost without her and I am not sure what I can do. My niece is 30 and hanging in there. I am worried she will get lost in the tidal wave of her dad’s grief.
Needless to say, it’s been a rough couple of weeks.
On the flip side, Mark and I just got back from another trip to GA. We visited our friend, Mellie, and had lunch with another friend, John. Then we transported 11 rescue cats for two feline rescue groups - 9 kittens and 2 adult cats. One of the adults was ours to keep. Three kittens got off the Nine Lives Express in MD, and one is already adopted to her forever home. The remaining 7 came home to PA where they over-nighted with us before Mark took them east with him. Their receiving rescuers drove down from CT to meet Mark along his route. All kitties are doing fine.
It’s looking like we’ll be doing that trip 2-3 times a year. I couldn’t run my own rescue - that’s a job for a braver, hardier soul than I - but I can transport kitties with no trouble. The trip home took longer because of an accident on I-81 in VA, but we all made it safe and that’s what’s important.
Our new kitty, Petit, was supposed to be euthanized but the inmate who took care of her begged the rescue to save her. She is very sweet, and we will soon be integrating her into the collective. She comes at a good time because my kitty with the brain tumor is getting worse, and I think I will lose him soon.
I put up new videos and pictures of the kitties and our new kitty.
http://www.youtube.com/isilwath
http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb291/isilwath/
I know I don’t post here often. I’ve never been one to keep a diary or a journal. For me, I don’t see my life as being much worth recording. I’ve been down and unable to write for months. Not a word. Not a bit. Been reading a lot though. I dunno how long I’ll be in this funk, but I hope to see the end of it soon.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do with my life, where I want to be and what I want to see happen in the next few years. I admit to being unhappy with how my life has worked out, although I really can’t complain. I would like to see improvement in some things, and I’d like to work on that. I’ve been thinking a lot about where my passions lie, what things I love to do and could do for years and years. I love to write (when I can). I love to cook. I love to spend time with my horses. I love to drive. There should be some way for me to use these passions to make a life that I want to live, I’m just not sure how.
I won’t go into the gory details, but I will say it was one of those times when I hate being right. When I can see the truck coming to run us all over, but can do jack-all to stop it. It sucks. It really does.
Betty was a good woman. A kind soul who did a lot for the people in her life. My brother is lost without her and I am not sure what I can do. My niece is 30 and hanging in there. I am worried she will get lost in the tidal wave of her dad’s grief.
Needless to say, it’s been a rough couple of weeks.
On the flip side, Mark and I just got back from another trip to GA. We visited our friend, Mellie, and had lunch with another friend, John. Then we transported 11 rescue cats for two feline rescue groups - 9 kittens and 2 adult cats. One of the adults was ours to keep. Three kittens got off the Nine Lives Express in MD, and one is already adopted to her forever home. The remaining 7 came home to PA where they over-nighted with us before Mark took them east with him. Their receiving rescuers drove down from CT to meet Mark along his route. All kitties are doing fine.
It’s looking like we’ll be doing that trip 2-3 times a year. I couldn’t run my own rescue - that’s a job for a braver, hardier soul than I - but I can transport kitties with no trouble. The trip home took longer because of an accident on I-81 in VA, but we all made it safe and that’s what’s important.
Our new kitty, Petit, was supposed to be euthanized but the inmate who took care of her begged the rescue to save her. She is very sweet, and we will soon be integrating her into the collective. She comes at a good time because my kitty with the brain tumor is getting worse, and I think I will lose him soon.
I put up new videos and pictures of the kitties and our new kitty.
http://www.youtube.com/isilwath
http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb291/isilwath/
I know I don’t post here often. I’ve never been one to keep a diary or a journal. For me, I don’t see my life as being much worth recording. I’ve been down and unable to write for months. Not a word. Not a bit. Been reading a lot though. I dunno how long I’ll be in this funk, but I hope to see the end of it soon.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do with my life, where I want to be and what I want to see happen in the next few years. I admit to being unhappy with how my life has worked out, although I really can’t complain. I would like to see improvement in some things, and I’d like to work on that. I’ve been thinking a lot about where my passions lie, what things I love to do and could do for years and years. I love to write (when I can). I love to cook. I love to spend time with my horses. I love to drive. There should be some way for me to use these passions to make a life that I want to live, I’m just not sure how.