Filed under: In General
We bought a house. Well, we have a contract. We should be closing early next month, and then we’ll be homeowners. It’s exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. As much as I look forward to everything that is to come, I sometimes find myself wishing I could not be an adult for a little while. I was less edgy as a kid. I miss that.
Then we find out that Bucket (pictured above in the header) has cancer, and they can’t fix it. I think the term was “progressive and far advanced.” My attachment to animals is so much stronger than my attachment to people. I think it’s a matter of self-preservation: animals tend to not let you down. People can’t help themselves. So I’m walking around with a lump of lead where my heart should be, because I know what comes next, and I’m just not ready for that. Miracles happen, yes. It seems like holding out hope might be even more devastating. That’s a risk I have to take.
I wish this semester would end.
