Most of you know that we have a senior golden retriever. Mikey is the best darn therapist there is. He has been my sidekick through various trials and tribulations. His first example of being a therapy dog (not officially, but to our family) was the time I locked myself out of our house on the farm. I am still not sure I know how I did that. I tried all of the doors and they were all locked. The key was not in the "secret" place. I was a few fields away from my nearest neighbor. I called (early cell phone) either my hubby or my father for their key...not sure which one. I was so bummed that I just started crying. That little puppy did not know what tears were for...but he sensed I needed a hug. He was right. So...when all else fails, hug the dog!
I think more people than not can identify with this one. How many of you can still wear the earrings you wore in high school. I am expecting a huge YEAH!
I won't ask how many of you can still wear the same jeans that you wore in high school. If you can...I do not want to know about it. ha! After two children, a bummed thyroid, and early hormone trouble, figure changed. I am working on it. I have lost several pounds over the last several months. It is slow. And it is hard. Can I hear another YEAH! So, If you can still wear the same size earrings that you wore in high school...jump up and celebrate that victory!
This one quote is one of my favorites. As women, we are a sisterhood of sorts. I know many good women. I will not list names, but it would be a long list. I try to be a good woman too. And I do believe that I raised a good woman (daughter.) She is strong, and smart, and has a good heart. We must support all good women and help the others become good women. (sorry for the distortion of the text...from enlarging.)