New House

I want to start out to say that I am and have been grateful that I was able to find and buy another home after Jesse and Bella died. I can’t imagine the amount of messed up I would be having to stay in the house where it happened. I can barely drive by it and only have three times over the past three plus years.  Continue reading

The dreaded visitor in the night – PTSD

The other day started out great and continued that way. We went to new seasons, got our Sunday breakfast, did the crossword together, then to the store for ingredients for dinner. Getting home, we geared up for a four mile run, which was invigorating. The rest of the day and evening was lovely and chill. I went to sleep happy and content. Then she came to me and the next 24 hours went to hell. You see, she rarely comes to me in dreams. As you have read prior, she is in that locked vault of denial preserving my sanity. Continue reading