Not sure whose luck this us (Michael's) but I am not sure how much longer it can hold out....
Roy came home! Early Saturday morning. I woke to snow outside, and as usual, wen tto let the dogs out, with a small hope in my heart to hear Roy at the door. I opened it, and
there were tiny footprints in the snow, and just seconds later, I heard Roy crying as he ran up and in the door.
Fucking Phenomenal. I immediately gave him a can of really-tasty-but-bad-for-him-food, and took his pic and called M and cried and....
Roy came home.
So, that was a cupla days ago and he hates me already cuz I wont let him go out until M comes here TOMORROW!!!!!!
All this planning, plotting, selling, and waiting. The time has finally come!
M will be signing the final papers and driving down here for GOOD!
I am drinking a bottle of wine to celebrate! It has been a good transition, I know I learned a TON. About life, myself, patience, wanting. It has been good.
I am ready for this next chapter. My plans include: mindful living, lots and lots of nature, figuring out how EVERYTHING is made, and making it (at least once) and enjoying the moments with my very amazing family around me.
It could be that the luck is mine, but either way....I am truly grateful <3