WE HAD A VISITOR LAST NIGHT OF THE SUPERNATURAL KIND.
As most of you know, Pudd'n does not sleep much.......at all. So during one of his many wake ups in the night, as I reached down to the cooler to get him his sippy cup. I saw Toezer's ghost walk across our bed room and disappear around the corner of the bed. I waited for the inevitable weight of her jumping up on the bed to sleep on Steve's side, but it never came. My heart would not stop pounding. I've never seen a ghostly visit before. I've only gotten signs that they were around (cardinals, $2.00 bills, songs). I've even felt a "cold spot" once before. I kept having dreams about her the rest of the night. Dreams that she some how managed to find her way home and would be ok.
Now it is back to my regularly scheduled morning of mucus vomiting, poopy diapers, puppies that chew on crap that they are not suppose to, making lunches and getting two people ready for the day before 7:30 am. Fuck.