As a rule I try to keep my posts about my art and my journey toward my own business. No personal stuff, it slips in as it must because it’s also part of the journey but I do try. But the past couple of weeks have been well, all over the emotional spectrum and I just felt a need to write it.
I decided to take a few days off from the 9-5. It’s kind of a soul sucking job for a creative and I needed to recharge. So 6 days planned with my girls wheeeee and up we go, fun, sun and sketching planned.
Two days in and weather turned so we changed plans a bit, there’s that sharp turn but hands are still in the air wheee.
Third day our cat Hanes became ill and we had to take her to the emergency vet. Ugh stomach always goes on those first dips. She’s feeling better after 2 days and comes home ‘sigh of relief’ that surprising next drop and back we rush her.
But now I’m going up and up to the big drop my daughter got me 3 new prosthetics, mine was held together with duct tape but that’s a whole other story. I’m relaxed and excited our little holiday was so much fun. The weather was great and we found a place our last day for a real English tea with scones and clotted cream…..heaven!
The view up here is great but the coaster must drop right?
Back to work, Hanes isn’t better. The decision is made and trust me when I say it wasn’t taken lightly. She’s 161/2 years old with intestinal cancer. Quality of life is gone. So we spend some time with her and hold her close while she falls to sleep. It’s obvious she knows and has said her goodbyes to us. I think the coaster just went off the tracks.
It’s been a week now and my oldest ( it was her baby ) has a lovely photo, plaster cast of her paw print and a small urn. Hanes was special and will be missed a great deal, that snotty face and the way she used her extra toes to hold things like people do, yes the tears fall every so often still but With every roller coasters down there is also an up.