More on Erin
We've gone out to run errands. Couldn't just sit in the house on the laptop and feel sad. Better to go out, and feel sad.
So the little darlin' jumped up (well, not quite jumped) when asked if she wanted to go for a ride. She can't get into the car on her own, but she has always loved her rides, and she seemed as normal as ever (which is comforting and, at the same time, makes it so much harder, almost surreal).
So we did get a corned beef. Won't bake the brown bread, but we will have corned beef and some colcannon (smashed redskin potatoes and chopped cabbage mixed, many recipes, like the British bubble and squeak) so maybe Jack will eat the cabbage. And maybe we'll have the heart to eat.
The last anniversary of a most special day and a beautiful gift of a life that, even at twelve years, is much too short.
A somber celebration, I'm afraid, no doubt seasoned with tears.
My sweet, sweet precious, my beautiful angel-dog.
So the little darlin' jumped up (well, not quite jumped) when asked if she wanted to go for a ride. She can't get into the car on her own, but she has always loved her rides, and she seemed as normal as ever (which is comforting and, at the same time, makes it so much harder, almost surreal).
So we did get a corned beef. Won't bake the brown bread, but we will have corned beef and some colcannon (smashed redskin potatoes and chopped cabbage mixed, many recipes, like the British bubble and squeak) so maybe Jack will eat the cabbage. And maybe we'll have the heart to eat.
The last anniversary of a most special day and a beautiful gift of a life that, even at twelve years, is much too short.
A somber celebration, I'm afraid, no doubt seasoned with tears.
My sweet, sweet precious, my beautiful angel-dog.