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I can tell that Thursday is only minutes away, it is normally this time of the week in which I think that I can do a lot more than I really can. This is nothing but good news, however it hurts like hell. Yes, I am getting better, yes, I over did it, and yes I am getting better at over doing it. My spirits are good, things are looking up, but that doesn’t change the fact that this was a very rough week. Jen had to hold her dog she has had for the past ten years while it was shuffled off this mortal coil to greener pastures.

Jen’s mom has been in the Philipines for the past two and half weeks, during that time their fifteen yearold gaurd dog named princess became weaker and weaker. On Sunday Jen and her brother knew that their mother would want to say good bye to their dear dog and the fact that the dog was nearing the end of her long life was transitioning from a painful thought to a stark reality. With their heart broken they lifted their dog into the car to take her to the emergency care. 

We were fortunate enough to have our mom be able to bid farewell to her beloved dog before she passed. For some reason the pain I feel for overdoing it is dwarfed for the pain I feel for the loss my family has suffered tonight.