I have learned that when sadness comes to visit me, all I can do
is say "I see
you." I spend some
time with it,
get up, and say goodbye.
I don't push it away.
I own it. And because I own it, I let it go.
Husband: What's for dinner?
Me: A tender filet mignon, lobster mac and cheese, with a side of garlic brussel sprouts.
Me: No, tequila's in the
freezer. Man up. We're drinking dinner tonight.
MY DOG ISN'T SPOILED. I'M JUST WELL TRAINED.
OF COURSE I TALK TO MY DOG.
SOMETIMES I NEED GREAT ADVICE.
HOME IS WHERE SOMEONE RUNS TO GREET YOU.
THE WINDOWS AR DIRTY THAT'S MY DOGS' NOSE ART.
THE FINISHING TOUCH TO ANY OUTFIT IS DOG HAIR.
DOGS LEAVE PAW PRINTS ON YOUR HEART...
AND ON YOUR FLOORS.