Snowflakes and Joy

There are days.  There are days when we wake up exhausted and get up anyway. There are days when we don't know how we will get through the frustrations. There are days when we hurt so much physically, but we push on. There are days when we feel like failures. There are days when the sun is bright, but shadowed by a personal storm cloud. There are days when we wonder if the bills will get paid.  There are days when our kids won't behave.  There are days when we try to hold it together and fall apart anyway.  Then there are days when we feel super productive. Then there are days when we have extra patience.  Then there are days when we feel good. Then there are days when our children are full of hugs,  laughter and helpfulness.  Then there are days when we find the $20 to pay that last bill and we can relax till next month.  Women have all the days. For all the exhaustion be a friend to another. For all the frustrations be a friend to another. Fo

So in August we sadly bid adieu to our little grey cat.  Duchess. Duchess joined our family not long after we moved to Cowboy Town.  Duchess and my old cat Queenie quickly bonded. Which is a shock since Queenie wasn't the friendliest of cats. She was a diffident queen, set in her ways. Sadly, Queenie got sick in 2014 and went to cat Heaven.  So later that year Duke joined our family.  He was a mischievous,  energetic, silly and curious kitty. He has grown into a sweet,  adventurous,  fun cat.  He and Duchess are mostly sweet to each other and definitely bonded. For the last few years the 4 of us have been very happy together.  Duchess was more my cat and Duke is Snowflake's cat. So imagine my horror, sadness and shock to find Duchess escaped last month.  I was going to post about when early 1 morning, 24 hours after her disappearance when I am taking out the trash and find her dead on my deck. Before Snowflake wakes up I bury her,  to give me time to figure