when I look at me . . .
I see an older version of me staring back in the mirror, when did I become this age?
I see a mom, to a small baby girl, who has grown to become an amazing young woman.
I see a wife, who is married to a wonderful man, who was the absolute right choice all those years ago.
I see a photographer, who photographs the world around her trying to find the good and pretty in a mixed up, crazy and scary world.
I see a cancer survivor, who is missing part of her eyebrows, a daily reminder that I am a survivor, this is the person I see staring back at me . . .
Who do you see staring back at you?
Thank you for stopping by, taking your time to share in my world, my thoughts and views.
Until we meet again . . .
“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day.” ~ John Grogan
If you follow me on Instagram you have seen many photographs or our Westie, McKenzie. McKenzie has been part of our family for twelve years now. I guess it was about one year after we had to put our Akita, Teddy, to sleep that I decided it was time to have a dog again. My husband and daughter knew they wanted another dog after we lost Teddy, but I was the hold out. I just didn’t want the responsibility of owning a pet again. My daughter was getting older and we weren’t home much anymore for a pet. Logical, right? Even though the logical part of my brain knew we really shouldn’t own another dog, the emotional part of me knew the house was lonely and we needed to get a dog. Continue reading “the inevitable . . .”