A few weeks ago, I was driving home from the airport when I looked at the thermometer on my dashboard.
“109 degrees!” I cried. I know that Denver gets hot, but it had been ages since I’d seen a temperature that high.
A minute later, I looked again. “110 degrees!” I was freaking out. It was the apocalypse. We were all going to die.
But don’t worry. It was just the odometer.
Thank you all for your kind and compassionate words about the loss of Toad. She was so special, and I feel her absence just about every minute. I’m realizing that although she was “just” a dog, I’ve never lost anyone who was such a constant part of my everyday life. It’s a big deal.
But life doesn’t stop, and I haven’t slowed down. I’m about to board a flight to Nashville for Brandon and Miranda’s – Mirbranda’s – wedding weekend, and look forward to spending a few very full days with some amazing friends. Did you know that Miranda and I met through this blog? And now I’m about to be a bridesmaid in her wedding (strangely enough, this isn’t the first time this has happened).
I’m thankful for the community assembled here, the connections that have formed, and the sweet virtual words offered to me in recent weeks and months. This season has been a doozy. Sometimes I want to run for the hills. But I’m thumbtacking your encouragement to my spirit.
Basically, if any of you ever need a bridesmaid, I’m your girl.