On hands and knees,
I cleaned up the needles
woven into the corner.
Kevin must have picked the tree up
and shook it in place!
I unwound the garland
from the deck posts.
Finding a large nut
that a squirrel had placed
underneath for spring awakening.
Kevin drove my car to work Friday
to drop by the full service car wash,
cleaning out the pet hair,
books, magazines, tissues,
salt and grime from the road trip.
Our fridge and cupboards
are 70% bare
except for the desserts and sodas
purchased and left behind
by family who stayed for the New Year.
Our deceased puppy
who crossed the “rainbow bridge”
now sits as a pile of ash
with her paw print in clay –
the last items remaining.
This new year begins
in a much different way from its start:
with the woodshop and cabin being built,
renovations half done but on hold,
and a family member gone.
At moments it’s hard to breath
anticipating the unknown days ahead,
questions that will determine our next steps,
hoping my actions create progress
to accomplish our dreams for 2012.
Kevin helping me pick the needles out of the carpet. Like 52 card pick up!
The cremation place sent us this great paw print of Willow. It even has a hair stuck in the clay.