Thought the above picture was cute...Sitting here on the bench, watching Daisy fight with the other ducks over the bread. She is such a little pig but so cute and she knows later she will get a treat from my hand. It is a little cooler this morning and so far this summer does not feel as hot as last year.
i am writing this in my note book for later to type in the journal because i did not feel like sitting in front of the computer this morning and i am trying to break myself away from it some. Plus by the time i got home from work it was so late because i stopped by Martha’s home for awhile to talk.
We have been friends for about 5 years now and i hated to hear that Bill passed away yesterday to cancer. It seams just like yesterday when i first met him at the clinic with little Katie. The two hit it off just like two peas in a pod and they always had me and everyone else in the room laughing with their crazy jokes as they waited through those long hours of chemo.
His family open their heart to us as well and i had hoped Katie would have become part of their family but it was not in the cards. When Katie passed away Bill and Martha told me to let her go and fly.
Martha told me a couple of days ago when Bill was talking he spoke of me. Talked about the coyotes and the dream he had. i had forgotten about them because it had been so long ago. But now that i set here and remember during those months could it had been a sign like everyone talked about. Granny ues to tell me to listen to the wind and what is going on around me. Bill even told me the same thing and for me to stop running from my dreams.
