Some fun for my dog

Last Saturday My son and his wife took my dog to a special day at our local veterinary. The veterinary had special treats (kind of Halloween thing), scarves etc.   As a special treat they had a Psychic for the dogs.   As the psychic looked at my dog he said my dog was saying "Maggie".  I have no idea what that could be unless my wife changed her name.   My son and his wife said it was lots of fun and the psychic was at least entertaining.  What do you say about a pet psychic?  Nothing - she already knows.

Reality Check

I made an incorrect statement recently. I said I had lostmy wife. My wife didn't get lost or she didn't pass, she died. As I progress through my grief, with help, I'm finding out, hopefully, how to cope. It has been pointed out that I need to acknowledge the death of my wife, not just look at it as a passing, like you drive past a church or a circus, and she didn't get lost, and I didn't lose her. This death can't be passsed, death has to be acknowledged and dealth with. I was not prepared for how hard it was to announce to myself that my wife died. It is even harder to write about it and the act of telling other people has been crushing.

I still feel so disorganized and that I'm playing catchup for the day-to-day. It is tiring and at times a struggle. I didn't pay bills before, I've never done on-line banking and I have other items that are extra to a day-to-day effort. I have insurance claims, credit cards and the like that need to be closed, open, paid off, etc. Mary was the prime on a couple of cards and I was on others. If she was prime, when the Social Security Administration notified the credit reporters of Mary's death, the credit card companies suspended the accounts. So I've been closing, opening and just making decisions.


Enough for now I need some me/private time.