We had to return to Portland for prescription refills and specialty dog food. Since our dogs both had pancreatitis in the past year, it's important we keep their diets regimented, and I was almost out of insulin. This was a simple drive between homes. When we left for the beach house, we had planned to … Continue reading Shelter in place, part 4
Shelter in place, part 3
Our weather has turned colder with intermittent rain showers and lots of wind. Here’s the last few pictures of those sunny days. Two of my boys on an old ocean highway. A dog’s life Tide pools This is the point where the dog decided he may need to go home and get his daddy. He … Continue reading Shelter in place, part 3
Shelter in place, part 2
Our second and third days of social distancing were equally as beautiful as the first. North End of the two mile stretch of beach our house is on. Lots of rocks and caves on this stretch of beach. In Oregon, the forest meets the beach a lot of the way. There’s a house on the … Continue reading Shelter in place, part 2
Shelter in place, part 1
We feel pretty comfortable sheltering in place at our beach house during these troubled times. When the architect commenced his drawings about six years ago, he dubbed our home, Shelter House, and that’s what it is. With its massive foundation and heated concrete floors, gorgeous 12’ tall storefront windows, yards and yards of pristine cedar … Continue reading Shelter in place, part 1
A Friday in February
Time to finish the posts about our last couple's therapy appointment in Los Angeles. It seems so long ago. The coronavirus situation hadn't even gathered steam at that point. We were still in the throes of mourning my dad's passing, everyone had plenty of toilet paper. The toilet paper thing is still odd to me. … Continue reading A Friday in February
Strawberry donuts and lalaland
I realize it's been a while since I started writing about our latest couple's therapy session in Los Angeles, which actually happened over two weeks ago. I have one more post to write to finish it up, but first I want to share a little love for the city of angels. And, to let everyone … Continue reading Strawberry donuts and lalaland
Fear of not being loved
During our last therapy appointment Blue Eyes brought up me, my dad, and one of my nieces as examples of people who live honestly and openly without fear and how he wants to emulate our behavior. He wants to be like us. He talked about the things he loves about me and how upon meeting … Continue reading Fear of not being loved
When anger rears its ugly head
Our therapy appointment on Friday began with the therapist asking how I was getting along since my dad's passing. I told her it had only been a few days since his funeral, which had been overwhelming, but that I was doing pretty well as long as I don't watch the video someone took of all … Continue reading When anger rears its ugly head
Taking a little time
It's been a rough couple weeks. Processing my dad's death hasn't been easy, and then there was the graveside funeral and memorial luncheon less than a week ago. My dad touched a lot of lives, married into a huge family, had his own bunch of kids, nine of us, who then had 17 grandchildren, plus … Continue reading Taking a little time
Love is… a year later
It must be Valentine's Day that gets me thinking this way. Last year at this time I wrote this Love is entry. I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day. I have written about this numerous times, and the year he spent Valentine's Day with her in Tokyo (2010, crazy it's been 10 years!), ew, it's ugly no … Continue reading Love is… a year later
