A friend wrote and told me she seems to be surrounded with people who are having their own personal earthquakes and tsunamis. I, appparently am no different. So if you are not in the mood for a short, downer post, click away now. I'll forgive you.
I was going to do a prompt this week around journal writing, specifically, something to do with writing your way back to yourself.
But right now I'm sitting with a dying pug. My poor sweet Ally's health problems are overwhelming her and she's got a foot in each world right now. I'm just happy I got to have her for a few months. And that she is having a peaceful, loving death.
Here's the prompt of the week, snitched from the book of prompts that I'm creating:
And then we came to the end.
Send a little prayer for the safe passage of my beloved writing companion, would you please?