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aardogsSnow, looks like just about all of us have some. I'm not sure I've seen this much snow in my living memory.
Last year was a mild winter in the Midwest. I do love the snow this year, although admittedly much of the joy found in snow is fleeting in the absence of a dog. My dogs absolutely love it. Well, Maxie never did. She was a warm weather dog for sure. I had actually been doing a bit of research on getting her a little coat. She always got so cold and shivery. At least now she can always be warm.
Grief is a funny thing. It sneaks up on you in ways you would never expect. Lately, I've been feeling like a child. Timid, dependent, easily overwhelmed. I've been having strange flashbacks to various moments of my childhood upon a random sound, a taste, a smell, a word. This always happens to me on occasion, but the frequency of it lately is throwing me off. I'm trying my hardest to focus on the present and I keep getting transported backwards. Maybe it's good for me to reflect in such a sensory way.
Last year was a mild winter in the Midwest. I do love the snow this year, although admittedly much of the joy found in snow is fleeting in the absence of a dog. My dogs absolutely love it. Well, Maxie never did. She was a warm weather dog for sure. I had actually been doing a bit of research on getting her a little coat. She always got so cold and shivery. At least now she can always be warm.
Grief is a funny thing. It sneaks up on you in ways you would never expect. Lately, I've been feeling like a child. Timid, dependent, easily overwhelmed. I've been having strange flashbacks to various moments of my childhood upon a random sound, a taste, a smell, a word. This always happens to me on occasion, but the frequency of it lately is throwing me off. I'm trying my hardest to focus on the present and I keep getting transported backwards. Maybe it's good for me to reflect in such a sensory way.
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Date: 2014-02-11 09:49 pm (UTC)I sorta enjoy the sensory trips when they come. There are some foods that still transport me to my beloved grandpa (green beans) and some smells that allow me to re-live a tiny slice of my youth (someone smoking cigarettes in the snow).
That snow picture is lovely. Stay warm.
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