Well, if this isn't the worst 100th post I've ever read OR written in my entire life, then I don't know what is.
Know what I hate?
Know what I hate more than pity parties?
The fact that I just can't go on without telling you this something that I really really really don't want to have to tell.
I am utterly sick to my stomach knowing what I'm about to write... I can barely bring myself to type it, but I wanted to let you all, my sweet blog friends, know why The Lucky Stone will be a dark for a little while.
We had something terribly, completely, horribly awful happen to our little family on Saturday morning.
Our preciously perfect puppy, Remy, was hit and killed by a car on his morning walk with G.
I cannot go into the details because they are more horrific than you could ever possibly imagine, and I am already working with all my might to get the burning images out of my head.
Saturday was one of the hardest days I've ever had to endure in my life, and it is definitely the hardest thing that G and I have gone through together. While I have lost beloved dogs before (and it NEVER gets easier), I think that this instance is hitting me the hardest.
Partly because it was SOO unexpected, partly because Remy was only 1 1/2 years old, and partly because he was truly like a little piece of 'us', and now our happy foursome has gone to a very sad and lonely little three.
I hate that my recent posts have been missing my usual "Jessie-ness", and I hate to leave on a bad note. I promise that The Lucky Stone will be back up and running soon, but it might take me a few days to get back on track.
Please keep us in your prayers, and know that I will and already have been checking in on your blogs from time to time (especially since I am officially unemployed as of Friday).
Your words make me smile, and it's nice to have something to smile about during these sad days.