Birthdays and remembering...
Six years ago, I lost my Mom. I drove the 3 hour R/T daily for a month to sit with her in ICU. My ever hopeful side, willed her to recover from a traumatic brain injury. I stopped hoping after she died, my heart went numb for a long time. Ten months later I lost my Dad, an orphan suddenly. We all go through it at some point, but I wasn't ready. When we love someone, losing them shreds you. It doesn't feel any different today, than it did 6 years ago to lose her-but maybe just a few less tears. Today is also the 2nd birthday of my SoBright. This pup would have made my Mom laugh, after she would have commented on her lovely stifle angle and tried to convince me to "show" her. Um nope, but sports and stock yes. Bright would have loved my Mom, who would probably given her all sorts of milk bones and sugary dog treats, that I never would. Her Mama Ffire loved visiting my Mom. I remember the first real show I went to as a Junior handler, my Mom was so proud, I was t