This blog has posts far and few between. Why? I actually have another blog, and it has become my main focus lately. It is a health blog, for lack of a better term.
It's not that light hearted. Sometimes there are laughs, but it's more of a journal of the struggles. It's therapy for me. I've kept it mostly a secret, only sharing it with friends from forums who are going through the struggles that I am.
However, the other day, one of the girls who reads it told me that I should share. Not just for my friends and family, but for others who might be going through the same things. In some health forums, we all read each others blogs/journals and lend support and understanding. Just because. There is no motive behind it. It's not to get people to click on your blog for more hits or popularity (although that's always nice), it is simply to hear stories similar to yours and know that you are not alone.
I've thought about this for a while. And I will release the other blog. I'm going to do some tweaks to its look and add some things to it, and then those who want to know about that side of my life, can.
It's not for everyone. I know some of my friends (boyfriend included) don't like to hear the bad things. But the bad things are there whether I want them to be or not. This helps. And if I am lucky, maybe it will bring comfort to someone else.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
The Story of Khonsu
Recently a new little gift came into our lives and I wanted to share his story.
On May 5th, 2012, the night of the Supermoon, we were having a quiet night at home. A friend and I were texting back and forth. She mentioned that they were at The Point and that I could bring my camera out, as the moon was over the river and looking beautiful.
We packed up the tripod and camera and headed out. The Point, also sometimes called the Peace River Hills, is a large lookout point over the river. It is quite high and a steep drop off. A few minutes out of town, it is dark and proved to be a perfect spot to take some pictures of the moon.
As I positioned myself up on a table to get higher, Shannon stood by the fence looking over and said he could hear something. He looked and looked and finally saw a slinking shadow come up over the edge. It crawled under the fence and put itself up against his legs. "It's a cat," he said, and he picked him up.
Like he came from the moon himself, he was pure black with glowing orangey-yellow eyes. He was also freezing. The cat shivered and his body was cold to the touch. Shannon pressed him against his chest and he huddled closer to get warm.
We decided to take him into the car and warm him up, see if he had a collar. My heart had already sank though, as The Point is a famous dumping grounds for unwanted animals, cats, dogs and rodents alike.
He sat on the floor near the foot heater and closed his eyes. Finally warm, he happily crawled up and explored the car and us. Although I saw no visible injuries, he was thin. And his neck was rubbed down from a collar that was too tight at one point.
We decided it was too cold to put him back out and took him home. Hopefully this was a case of a collar slipping off, but I knew that was a small chance. It looked almost as if he had grown and whatever was around his neck stayed the same, leaving the hair rubbed off.
He took residence in our storage room and happily slept and ate, while having sniffing with Isis through the door. We put up ads and contacted people. But no luck and it became clear to me that someone did not want this little guy.
It took a couple days, but Isis finally accepted him. He is in love with her, she likes him as a playmate. He's young, I'm thinking not quite a year. But he has a vet appointment next week to get checked out and discuss about having him neutered.
The name Khonsu came as a suggestion to us. Since Isis is an Egyptian name, Khonsu was suggested as he was the god of the moon. It certainly fits :)
He is very sweet and loving, and I am so happy to have him as part of the family.
On May 5th, 2012, the night of the Supermoon, we were having a quiet night at home. A friend and I were texting back and forth. She mentioned that they were at The Point and that I could bring my camera out, as the moon was over the river and looking beautiful.
We packed up the tripod and camera and headed out. The Point, also sometimes called the Peace River Hills, is a large lookout point over the river. It is quite high and a steep drop off. A few minutes out of town, it is dark and proved to be a perfect spot to take some pictures of the moon.As I positioned myself up on a table to get higher, Shannon stood by the fence looking over and said he could hear something. He looked and looked and finally saw a slinking shadow come up over the edge. It crawled under the fence and put itself up against his legs. "It's a cat," he said, and he picked him up.
Like he came from the moon himself, he was pure black with glowing orangey-yellow eyes. He was also freezing. The cat shivered and his body was cold to the touch. Shannon pressed him against his chest and he huddled closer to get warm.
We decided to take him into the car and warm him up, see if he had a collar. My heart had already sank though, as The Point is a famous dumping grounds for unwanted animals, cats, dogs and rodents alike.
He sat on the floor near the foot heater and closed his eyes. Finally warm, he happily crawled up and explored the car and us. Although I saw no visible injuries, he was thin. And his neck was rubbed down from a collar that was too tight at one point.
We decided it was too cold to put him back out and took him home. Hopefully this was a case of a collar slipping off, but I knew that was a small chance. It looked almost as if he had grown and whatever was around his neck stayed the same, leaving the hair rubbed off.
He took residence in our storage room and happily slept and ate, while having sniffing with Isis through the door. We put up ads and contacted people. But no luck and it became clear to me that someone did not want this little guy.
It took a couple days, but Isis finally accepted him. He is in love with her, she likes him as a playmate. He's young, I'm thinking not quite a year. But he has a vet appointment next week to get checked out and discuss about having him neutered.
The name Khonsu came as a suggestion to us. Since Isis is an Egyptian name, Khonsu was suggested as he was the god of the moon. It certainly fits :)
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