It's been so long I forgot how to blog. Really. So much as changed. I am cleaning out photos and came to the photo of the day I found out my grandmother died. My number one reader and fan of my personal blog, and I realized I never wrote about her. My greatest cheerleader deserves her own post. Oh, it hurts to know she will never read it, but it will be worthy of her and the role she played in my life. However, it felt weird to not post for years and then BAM! Post... about loss. Since my last post we lost our beloved Sydney (again she will get her own post too) in June 2018. Eight weeks later, I lost my grandmother on July 23, 2018. My two favorite souls. I like to think Sydney is with her, it comforts my heart. Nanny, who knew how much I loved Syd, will watch over her for me, and Sydney will watch over her.
In March 2020, right before the dreadful pandemic of COVID-19 hit. Brad brought home a little border collie puppy. He found her on the Lone Mesa campground and so we named her fittingly, Mesa. She belonged to ranch hands. Her mother was their working dog and had a litter of 6 puppies. Mesa was the only girl in the litter (like Sydney) and we picked her. Here is a picture of our current family:
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