After just a few short weeks back in Oregon, I found myself traveling back home to Illinois again last week.
This isn’t really the place where I share too much of the hardships I’ve been through, but when something this life-changing happens, it’s hard not to.
I lost my dad. It was completely unexpected and I’m left confused and heartbroken. For anyone who has been reading this blog for any amount of time, I’m sure you’ve read my tiny blurbs about my mother. She was my best friend and the woman who shaped me into the crazy animal lover I am today. I lost her at the age of 18 and it completely shifted my direction in life.
It’s been hard to cope with losing my dad but I’m just taking it one day at a time – the only way I know how to keep on moving forward. I am so grateful that I got to see him when I was home in July and that my last memories of him are happy ones.
That’s all I really want to touch on here. I just wanted to say something so that you didn’t think I’d fallen off the planet. I promise that future posts will be filled with happy puppy faces and hopefully some foster dog news in the semi-near future.
Take care of each other.