Laney passed away in Febuary of 2017. This blog and her legacy live on. She gave me courage to talk about how the medical field affected our family. She gave me a purpose to write. Forever she will be in my heart.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Snow
What seemed like an eternity of rain has turned into the first snowfall of the season. Laney and I watched from the window yesterday afternoon as snow flakes mixed in with the rain. As night approached the cold north winds blew and the yard became a white wonderland. It was a peaceful feeling as a blanket of snow always seems to make outside seem so quiet. But, as the night turned to day the snow did not last. The warm and rainy fall has left the ground moist and warm. So, the snow melted quickly in the mid morning sun and all that is left is a few flakes here and there. However, Laney was able to get out very early this morning and enjoy the snow. I watched her from the window run and prance through the snow. She at times buried her face in it and licked it from her nose. I could see that even though it was cold, she looked as if she was enjoying life. And, I was enjoying watching her. Now if I could teach her to clean herself off, I would be enjoying it even more. LOL!!
Friday, November 25, 2011
Tis The Season
. Today is considered one of the biggest shopping days of the year, but Laney and I have decided to steer clear of the crowds and spend our day at home decorating the house. Laney's love of anything that is like soft tissue or fiber fill fabric has eliminated some of my decorations. Laney decided last year that the tree skirt was a yummy treat due to the fiber fill backing. She would sneak under the tree and feast on it, talk about fiber in the diet.(LOL) So this year, the tree skirt will be a simple white sheet. None the less, any ornamentation that does not contain any resemblance to soft tissue will be set out. And there will be lots of laughter as Laney lays on the couch and watches the house turn into a Christmas wonderland. Then when I am done Laney will run from the talking snowman, bark at the ceramic Santa, and try to pull ribbons and bows off the gifts. Maybe this year her taste for Christmas will have changed, but I'm hoping it hasn't. She makes decorating all worthwhile. Tis the season to laugh!
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