The Gypsy on Adventure

My Garden Boy...RIP

 
 

No words... Ok I found them: We searched most of the night...some one on the street behind us (Who most likely heard us screaming for him yesterday, had him in their house! He died this morning in their bathroom! What is wrong with our society is there is no moral code anymore! He had a collar ON with our phone number! He could have died at home...but NO...our neighbors did not see fit in calling us! NOR did they see fit in calling us when he died. Instead we got news from the humaine society in the next town over that they had his body! WGB identified him and got his collar...THAT is what I woke up to this morning! I am angry that people have NO COMMON DECENCY. If I had some ones cat in my house because I was worried, and heard them CALLING for them for hours, I would have picked up a damn phone! So grief and anger walk hand in hand...as I miss my boy!

Thoughts...

Today I was lazy not feeling so great, and layed around making my SECOND set of ATCs that some how got lost!  I caught up on my recorded shows and I watched the heart breaking Oprah show with Marie Osmond. I guess because we grew up watching her and Donny growing up, I always liked her as a person. It just made my heart break watching her struggle to talk about her son that committed suicide in February.

Depression...here was a kid so happy about getting into college, had a great relationship with his family, and struggled with self-worth...

It makes me worry about my daughter...and the despair she feels at times...its palapable...and sad. Marie said a great quote at the end of the show that I thought...man can I relate and so can my daughter who is not married but in a relationship like the family of origin...

"You marry at the level of your self-esteem. Make sure you have self worth!" - Marie Osmond.

I never knew she could sing opera, I have always felt she was talented and had substance as a woman, but watching her on this show, sent me to a place of only love and honor for her. A brave woman sharing her journey with us openly and from a very wounded place.  Encouraging us to take the pulse of the ones we love...

And the lesson that even if and when we take the pulse of those we love we never really know what is in their hearts and what they are capable of doing.

Despair:  to lose all hope or confidence