I guess I have a good grip now. It constantly amazes me when I look back over the past two years and what a pitiful mess I became after discovering my H's A. I used to be a fairly practical, strong woman with a good head on my shoulders. My H's A stole so much from me, or perhaps I let it steal so much from me. Now I'm basically back to being the person I was, the person I had wanted to grow up to be when I was in my teens...well, most of the time, anyway. And, btw, thank you so much for saying that
My poochie is a giant, slobbery, lovable golden retriever. She's 2 yrs old but thinks she's about 6 1/2 mos old, will eat ANYTHING. She weighs close to 70 lbs and can run like a bullet. I weigh about 120 lbs and she pulls me around like a kite, and D is about 42" tall, so she's a little bit afraid of her. She's kindof neurotic too (the dog, not my D) - she freaks out if D gets ahead of us when we are going for a walk, and won't let D out of her sight. And if she sees another dog, it's pretty much game over. Oh yeah, she likes to gnaw on your hand to say hello! Fun! But she is sweet and is a total sponge for affection. She needs some serious training, which I would love to be able to give her. Maybe if my H does come through, I'll have more time, energy, attention, etc... Maybe.
Do you have a dog?
FA
What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.
FA:43, H:42 D:7 M:10 yrs, T:24 yrs EA:?, PA:1/06 S:3/07 EA/PA ongoing Aborted attempt to move home 07/08