It is the beginning of a new year, with promises to eat better, be healthier, save
more money. Sounds reasonable. But for me, it is always about that
but also about being more mindful of our precious pets.
Without these furry, loving motivators, nothing matters. They help keep us human!
I missed out on December. Had no time,
no inclination or thoughts. My brain was on sabbatical while my
audience was busy with other plans. Momsey is not on Facebook,
Snapchat, nor Instagram. Never was. I do not need the distraction or
intrusion. We must be aware. Too many know our business as it is. I
learned how to cut and paste, once upon a time, when my time was
better spent caring for an aging pet, with travelling, kept to a
minimum. My editor was pregnant and was preparing for the event. She
is a wonderful mom, now expecting baby #2. Being productive most days
is important. Time stands still for no one.
This year I am planning to eat more
pickled hot peppers. Yum! Discovered an easy and quick way to pickle them and NON-GMO, too! The timing is right for this yummy addiction of my childhood. Pickled
hot peppers were faves in the sandwiches I made for school. Radishes,
too. Am I weird or what? Sugar did not matter. I've pickled them often since before the holidays. My life is complete.
I must begin writing that book based
upon my special education exploits and experiences. I am a trained
teacher, after all. Then there will be the double degrees,
simultaneously done, on my schedule, in a format that makes sense to
me. I will decide and be declined. That's a given!That's O.K. That will not be me. It will be 'them'. We waste time following academic rules when maybe they were meant to be
reading material only, a guideline to observations, conclusions
while sparking creativity.
Tiggy, my loathe-to be-held cat, is
dying. She was thrust into life, brutally - 16 years ago - on a -25
winter's day. It was a brutal way to die, I wrote in May, 2012. She is
going to die peacefully, with dignity and love, surrounding her. That
was our decision - hers and ours. She is weak but strong,
still able to enter and exit her litter box. Our girl is an enigma. Loves to
engage, in her special way, even now. Still eating/drinking. Her hyperthyroid disease is
winning while old age helps it along. I love her so. Tears of sadness, in
my alone time, suddenly appear, as if to remind me how much I will
miss her. She has been such a large chunk of my life teaching me more than I dared thought. I will miss her so.
How does anyone decide it is O.K. to
leave a tiny, brand new animal - a kitten - on the side of a winter's road
to die. If you are listening, she did not die. I found her, just in time, 25 minutes before her death and gave
her the life you would not and could never have imagined! And through
it all, we have loved her, watched over her, even in the wee hours of the
morning as she tip toes across the keyboard of the computer in the room
she shared with her human brother. He was never amused, especially at that hour. Tiggy is one
happy ending story.
I have read that intense workouts do
not help. Steady motion, throughout the day, is the goal. Get rid of those foods that are not made of simple and real
ingredients. Stay with Non-GMO or organic. Eat only the
foods that matter. Your body will tell you when to stop. That can include cake, too, if it is homemade.
Create your own recipes. Many someones did, in the cookbooks we buy. Our
bodies deserve so much respect. We only have one. Never miss a minute.
Time is the most precious commodity we have. But health matters more. Let us not forget! Happy New Year.
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