–Q

I am in awe…I would’ve bundled the dog and been off to the vet before even having the presence of mind to figure out what happened, examine the injury, and …take pictures of it. Glad the pup is okay (German Shep?)

I’m so glad all that’s behind you…you are amazing the way you tackle the obstacles….have I mentioned I love the way you write?

I think your lipstick response was about as honest a one as possible, light on words, but right to the point.

best to ya…always a pleasure to stop by here.

Seeing that gash on Sadie’s leg makes me sick inside. I’m so happy that she is all better. I actually thought she had lost a leg for a second there.

To look on the bright side, at least you were able to recover from the mold. I know someone who couldn’t recover from the mold and ended up losing her house.

The poo situation is a nightmare that I never want to face.

I will pray for you to sell your house and for your life to change in a positive way. That hat is a start. Really cute.

I miss you and all of the people here.

Rowan- I heart you.

All Monkbot sisters undergoing trying times are in my thoughts and prayers.

I still want one of those cool crocheted hats…and Ray sounds fab and funny and on your wavelength.

Hopin’ that things look up for you soon, Shellz.

No, seriously, I know you put a funny/positive spin on everything you write, which is a wonderful thing…but I didn’t want to respond lightly to your situation. You have been through H-E-Double Hockey Sticks!

Luv U!

Thank you.

I’m so sorry for the troubles you’ve been through. It would be a nice thing, I’m sure, for me to say something along the lines of: “What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger”. But I’m really not sure that’s true. I think sometimes hard things tear out tiny pieces of our psyche and soul to leave us a little weaker, a little more afraid of this world. So, no, I can’t leave you with a trite little saying and hope it makes a difference to you…

Instead I will tell you this: I love you. Your family loves you. Sadie loves you. Most importantly, you are a highly cherished child of the Creator. He loves you more than we, as feeble humans, will ever comprehend. His purposes are perfect, and whether we will know in this life what purpose He had for you in these last few months…there will come a day when it’s all clear…and all good.

I will pray for the paths He has set forth for you, to straighten and become less bumpy. I will pray for your strength and perseverance. I will pray that God blesses you in an awesome way, with a buyer for your house, and the perfect new home.

And, I will thank Him for the wonderful friend you have been to me. In that instance, we can see that God’s plan for us to meet was perfect, perfect, perfect.

You suit the dinky wee chapeau very well. I wish I had a hat face. When I was at school, my friend and I would get the train south to Inverness (we were pretty remote) and go try on posh hats in Marks and Spencer’s. She looked like a model, and I looked designed to skeer off winged marauders from cornfields. I guess hat-wearing is an art, and I am ‘artless, as well as ‘atless. Sigh. The cold weather is encroaching, as well. As we say in my city, with a significant gloomy shake of the head, “The nights are fair drahwin’ in.” So…I need a hat. They are so much groovier than just putting yer hood up. Saying that, I saw a hair gel tv ad for the young and trendy, which made me chuckle. Designed to create a spiky look, it was advertised as “hoodie resistant”. Hee hee.

Shelley, you have had so many difficult things to cope with, poor lassie. Am joining thr throng of Monkbots wishing you well, praying for you and raising their clenched fists aloft with glee to see ye back. Hang in there!