Thursday, November 04, 2004

A New Year

I just found one of those really great Blogs that leaves me feeling inept and speechless. I would share it with you now, but I don't want to. I feel too inferior. At least I don't have to live in Salt Lake City.

At the last minute we threw together some
costumes and went out in to the world,
for some Halloween amusement.

Happy New Year! We have been in the Treehouse for roughly a year, and it's been a sort of rough year. "Rough" as defined in the Suburban Handbook of Middle Class Whiners. I have decide that rather than declare 2004, the calendar year, as bad, I would count from the onset of Nena's death and the Firestorms of 2003, and finish with Diego's last day. So this is our new year and I am open to it being a brighter time for us.

Here is our Indoor Diego. He is the reason that I managed to hold off having another baby for so long. He was my furry baby. He kept all of us laughing and happy and warm. He was there when we were lost and snowed in on our drive through South Dakota. He was there to help Max navigate his way through social anxiety and Aspergers. He didn't just absorb our family's affection, he returned it.


Anonymous said...

Natalie, I'm so sorry about your beloved kitty's death. I have enjoyed many pictures of the handsome guy in bags and boxes :). Our kitty turned 14 this summer and he is a big part of the family, for sure. I know how sad this is for you and your family.


Anonymous said...

Natalie, I am so sorry to hear you lost your Diego. I have enjoyed your stories of him and I know he was an important part of your family.

I am not the monkey girl but Molly is a lovely name.


Anonymous said...

Hi Natalie and Ohana,

We are so sad to hear about Diego. Thinking about Max (the cat), and Sylvester, and even cranky Rosie and sickly Poke still brings tears to my eyes. It never gets any easier, does it?

We hope 2005 brings more happiness.

Love to all, Ruth (Monkey Girl).