So 15 hours after my mother passed, we had a dog sitting / house sitting gig that booked a month out. It was extremely difficult going, but it was also a blessing as being outside of my mom’s living environment , every little thing did not trigger me.
One dog in particular, would chase its tail to get me to smile and laugh and then bring me its toy when I was crying. The other one would hop up on my lap, lick my face and start whimpering with me.
What I thought was going to be the biggest burden, was actually the biggest blessing one could think of.
Here is to making it one week without my mother.
