observations on life

Therapeutic Whining is over

I can’t remember ever crying tears of joy.  Maybe it happened sometime in my life and I don’t remember.  Except on August 10th, when I saw my sister’s new puppy for the first time.  She was so perfect.  So perfect, tears came to my eyes.  Then there were three weeks of unmitigated joy whenever I was with her.  Then this morning she died.

Joy not allowed.

 

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