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Give Me A Pillow

Today I went to work and instead of
cleaning the house I meditated and
prayed with the family as their beloved
17 year old Golden Retriever layed on
the floor waiting to crossover, he is still
with us. Letting go is so unbelievably
hard. I couldn't clean. I couldnt do
anything worthwhile except cry.
I left emptied. I couldn't go home,
Maryanne needed me next. I went and
got her a pizza I gave her CBD and her
her night meds, I gave Sandy her sickly
cat his special food and his meds.
I then cleaned up possum poop and all
her litter boxes and took the trash out.
Then I had to adjust the heat because
its always set to 99 and I put it at an
unreasonable 83. I give Maryann a hug
and kissed her forehead I tell her to lock
the door behind me, I wait til I hear the click and then make way to my van.
I haven't even started the engine and
Anthony texts and is already sitting
in front of my house, before I can reply
to him Donna calls me and has made
meatballs and mashed potatoes so
I pick her up on my way to meet
Anthony at my house, we pull in, and
Maryanne is calling me because she
is sure someone has stolen her checks
and debit card, I reassure her and tell
her where to look and she finds them.
I can't even unlock my front door
when my phones is ringing again,
its Maryanne and she is sure someone
has come and taken her checks and
debit card again, I say again where they
are. I finally get in my house and drop
my purse on the floor I dont even have
one shoe off before maryanne calls me
again, with the same concerns and we
go through it all again. Anthony, Donna
and I all sit down for a well deserved
glass of wine and a fat joint, but then
my phone rings again now it's Lewis
and he's had a rough day and is coming
over also, then Felicity beeps in and
is heading my way also.
I am tired. I'm tired when I wake up
I'm tired as I feed my animals Im tired
when I'm giving the lonely their hugs
I'm tired as I'm smiling at everyone
I'm tired of the news I'm tired of them,
I'm tired of you, I'm tired as I write
this, but I'm needed, so....


Written by nikkimoe
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Rest In Peace, sweet old Lucky.
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