Good Night Sadie

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“Good night Sadie.”

That’s what Everett is saying at the window looking out to our backyard as he moves around the house, saying good night to everyone and everything.

Our dog Sadie is buried out there, in a spot soon to be marked by a new bee hive for Harrison.

We all worked on digging the grave just a couple of hours before, even Everett. Especially Everett. He’s a tenacious little bug when he has a mission.

As a family we talked to her, stroked her back and cried as she was given the final injection.

And now, as we float around the house—sad, relieved, and in shock—together as a family we say “Good night Sadie”.

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Promises, Promises

We promised Harrison a new room in time for his birthday. It seemed plausible at the time.

So, when I’m not working or otherwise in-charge of someone or something, I’m working on the house. It’s quite a sense of accomplishment when some part of the project reaches a milestone. It’s also incredibly overwhelming to think about what still has to happen.

For those of you asking why I haven’t been posting, this is my excuse. I will begin posting on a regular schedule soon—I promise.

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