May 16, 2005 21:36
So my 21st year was an appreciable year. There was some rockiness toit but all told it was a happy year with magical moments and things I will always look back on happily.
My 22nd year has been nothing but a complete disaster. Every month or so has had new and exciting tragedies and travasties and my spirit has suffered more monumentous defete with each new punishment but the closing of this year is no reason to alter the theme.
Tonight after helping my closest sister pack to move I was informed that Dusty, my dog from Texas who was only about 7, died. This was my dog, the dog I trained from when he was a cute little ball of fluff, the dog I use to spin on the tile, the dog I use to spend nights talking to because he listened, the dog that was the strongest tie to Texas I had, and the thing I missed most when I left my parent's even more so then the Trans Am. I can't wait to see what the next half a month holds for me.
Don't worry about me however. I am fine. If nothing, this year has taught me to grow up and handle life's little pains on my own with out comforting.
Heres to you, Dusty. May we meet again in what ever scenerio follows this life and may you be happier now then when I last saw you. ::Raises his beer::