A year ago today we lost our beloved Emma. We have missed our sweet, beautiful girl so much. Not a day goes by that we don’t talk about or to her.
Friday was Scorpio’s 11th birthday. Given that it was his first birthday he would celebrate with us and Ufi not being here, we really wanted to make it special.
It’s officially 2020. While the welcoming of a new year usually doesn’t matter to me, I’m glad to say hello to 2020. Readers of my blog will know that 2019 wasn’t the best year for me and some of those I love. So, it’s time for 2020.
We can’t get too far into 2020 without looking back at 2019. So, here is a brief review of my 2019.
A Beautiful day in the Neighborhood is the movie about Mr. Rogers’s relationship with a journalist who profiled him for an issue of Esquire in 1998. This movie, unlike the documentary Won’t you be my Neighbor, does not talk much about Mr. Rogers’s life or his show; instead, it focuses on his relationship with the journalist.
If you want to learn more about my personal history with Mr. Rogers’s television show and my childhood, read the review to Won’t you be my Neighbor linked to above.
In this review, I will discuss some of the plot to demonstrate how I related to the movie. If you don’t want to know much about the movie, stop reading now.
Knowing this is going to be Ufi’s last Thanksgiving, Mom and I decided we would have it at home. It was everything we wanted Ufi to have for his last Thanksgiving.
It has been more than two months since our beloved Emma left us. Mom and I still talk about our sweetheart every day. Her ashes still sit on the couch, where she loved to sleep. We talk to her when we walk by her favorite bush; the bush she would almost always pretend she was hiding under. Our Emma may be gone. She will never be forgotten.
Over the last two days, Ufi has taken a noticeable turn for the worse. There is no longer reason for hope that he is cancer-free. My heart is crushed.
As I have been discussing, this has been a bad summer. So, let’s begin this personal update with some good news.
It has taken me almost 56 hours to write that on Tuesday August 27th we lost our beloved Emma. As Mom said, Emma had the biggest heart of any dog. Our hearts are broken. Our sweetheart is gone. Our sweetheart will never be forgotten.
This has been the worst week we have had in a long time. Still, we are trying to enjoy the good moments and not get sunk by the difficult ones.