While this blog was on hiatus, my family was dealing with a heartbreaking loss. My husband’s father became critically ill and sadly he lost his valiant fight with lung disease.
My father-in-law was devoted to his family, a good friend to many and one of the kindest souls I’ve had the privilege to love. These are traits he passed on to his two sons and four grandchildren, so he left an extraordinary legacy.
He was devout in his faith and in his passion for the Chicago Cubs. I will treasure every moment I spent with him and miss his humor more than I can ever say.
We spent a little over two weeks in the Hoosier state surrounded by family and friends that supported us through this difficult time. Coming home was bittersweet. Coming home meant starting a new normal that we didn’t want.
All three dogs and our cat Thai sensed that we were exhausted and melancholy. Of course they had no idea why. Not that it matters, because when pets pick up on sad energy, all they want to do is fix you. And they accomplish that by showing you how much they love you.
Tears licked away from our faces by the dogs. Snuggles and chin rubbings from the cat. All this affection helped in the healing process. Unconditional love is the greatest rewards of having critters in your life.
Rest easy, Big Al. I hope enjoy a beer with Harry Caray and give your dog Misty and our beloved dogs Dexter and Missy ear scratchings and belly rubs. There’s a special place in heaven for Cubs fans and I am ceratin it’s pet-friendly.