Secret Heart

I am back at work after a 9day break. I decided to take a vacation since Jay is currently out of work, and spend some much needed time at home with him. The first part the break was wonderful; we made delicious dinners, went to the movies, visited my family, stayed up late and slept in. We got to be lazy together and it was great =)

We decided to adopt a kitten on Thursday. It was a decision met with some fear and anxiety…we’ve had a hard time with the passing of our two cats over the past few months. We brought home our new addition and it became apparent that she was going to take over our lives. She is such a sweetheart, she loves to play and sleep and eat and we adore every minute of it. My vacation quickly turned from total relaxation to complete chaos =) She sleeps most of the day and wakes up in the evening, full of energy. She stays up until the wee hours and then wakes us up around 5:30 by running across our blankets and attacking our toes. I spent the last part of my vacation waking up extra early to feed and play with her, while Jay stayed up late to keep her company. Most of our conversations now include “the kitty” (she does not have a true name yet) and it’s all around quite wonderful.

I don’t want to be at work, I’d rather be at home with my sweet and my kitty.

 

I'm a tree that grows hearts

When I was in second grade at Fremont Elementary School I was the keeper of a magical tree. This was a large tree all the way at the end of the field by the back fence. Every recess I’d go to this tree and open it with my magical key. My key was a tiny branch that I buried at the foot of the tree trunk. I’d place the key in one of the small holes in the tree and turn it in a certain pattern; right and left and right…I can’t remember the magical combination anymore. The tree would open up and there were all sorts of tiny potions of shelves, the bottles we all shapes and sizes and held liquids, powders and smoky remnants of different colors. I invited a friend to enter this mystical world with me and we’d visit this tree every day in secret. No one else could know of it. This went on for some time...we sprinkled magical dust on the blades of grass and they grew ten feet tall, we recited special words that made strange animals appear...

 

After some time the magic was gone, the key wouldn’t work and we stopped visiting the tree. I went back when I was in fourth grade before getting transferred to Bullard TALENT and searched for my key.  I dug around the base of it until I found the small piece of a branch that resembled my key. I still have it, packed away among other memories from my past. I wonder if the magic tree still stands there and if my key still holds the same power.

  

 

It's Pouring

We got news yesterday that our lovely, patient little kitty Olive has a malignant tumor in her middle ear canal. It’s a complete shock. Of all the possibilities it had to be the worst of them all. Jay and I have decided that we want to go through with surgery to get the tumor removed.

It’s such a stressful time in our lives right now with Jay losing his job and Olive being sick, sometimes I want to just let myself freak out over it and cry and get mad…I just havent really had the time to do that. I want Olive to get better. I really hope this surgery works.

Jay and I arent rich, we don’t have a lot of money to spend on ourselves but we are comfortable. I know the bills we mount up because of this but I’d rather see our money going toward something good rather than another piece of furniture or gaming system.

I don’t know what else to say really, I just wanted to document this time in my life and hope that if anyone reads this they will send prayers to us.