I’ve been MIA. Only a week left until January is over. Where did the time go?
I was meaning to post at the start of the new year and share this comic strip with you:
(Can you tell I’m a Peanuts fan? ;)) Three hundred and sixty-five good days sounded good to me. I was hopeful those days would start rolling in. I had a good feeling about 2012, you know. My parents and sisters came to Texas to visit me at the end of December, and we traveled down to Austin to spend the New Year’s with my family there. It was tons of fun. I love being with my family. We always create funny memories together.
But the new year started off with some sad news: Our beloved family dog, Sasha, left us to go to doggie heaven on January 1. Day ONE of the new year. Really? Happy New Year to you, too.
She was about to turn 15 years old on January 3. She was a sweet, yet sassy, little dog. Independent and stubborn, but adorable…and our little poochie poo. :)
We didn’t let the sad news dampen our vacation, however. We still had four more days together to enjoy, and we did. Of course, we had a couple of emotional days, one resulting in a domino effect of tears that started with yours truly. My older sister decided to show us a photo of our Sasha, which I thought I could handle…but aparently I couldn’t! I looked at it for about a second, and the tears just started to well up. Next thing I know everyone else but my father is crying. Well, at least that (sort of) turned our tears into laughter.
On January 6, it was back to work for me. And then January 11th happened…
