One year ago today I had my left foot cut open and finally fixed.
The
scar is healed and most of my strength is back.
That single event set in
motion a series of happenings we never imagined.
Now a year
later I see that this gimpy foot may have been one of the best things
ever to happen to a girl.
So happy to be here now. Cue happy dance.
Saturday, May 14, 2016
We are in Philly and staying in Kathy's apartment for the very last time. It is a quiet, peaceful space but so very sad and empty too. Most of her belongings are goneand so is her spirit.She didn't linger long after she passed. I imagine her flying as high and fast and she could when finally freed from her body. Hightailing it outta here and off to her next grand adventure.
We received the most unwelcome of welcome home presents in the form of the latest god awful, butt kickin', I've-been-hit-by-a-train stomach flu that's making the rounds in our neck of the woods. It's not for the faint of heart. It struck on Monday evening just after a delicious dinner of pizza and kale salad and kept us bed ridden for three days. Today for the first time we awoke feeling somewhat human again. Let the grand game of catch up begin.
Ever grateful for our devoted corp of kitty nurses who kept us warm and well snuggled.