Brief encounters

Sometimes it’s the briefest of encounters that leave the biggest impression. – Mandy Ricks

Goodbye my love

Laying awake crying, my heart splintering like broken glass, my spirit aching. How will I possibly heal from losing you.
For Betty
By Mandy Ricks

There’s only one way to get through grief. You have to go through it. Every step, and every stage. No shortcuts available. – Mandy Ricks

Bye my precious Betty I will love you forever.

A photo of Teddy (ginger) and Lexi (torti) sharing some love.

My love, Betty, having a Sunday afternoon nap.

Since Betty is my constant companion it seems fitting that a shot of her be my first post.