from the ashes

it's been a couple of weeks since we said goodbye to Chyna and Neville. Part of me is already acclimated to a one-animal family... and then there's the part of me that still guards the back door while I let Fred out because I think the cat's going to get out.

So it's all a process, a journey, like anything else in life. And like anything else in life, great good comes from great sadness.

For instance: Paige has a wheat allergy. Total bummer. Except the wheat allergy prompted us to join a grocery co-op, which I have always wanted to do but never really had an impetus to do it. But now, I'm wondering why I ever delayed (except for maybe those unemployment/underemployment where money was a persuasive barrier...). Co-op grocery stores make me happy.