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February 15, 2015

I Can Hear God Laughing

Deep doo doo. That’s what I’m in. Adopting another beloved pet was adamantly not part of my plan. After Izzy’s death, following my dream of travel was my only plan. But you know what they say about plans. God laughs when we make them. When Izzy was diagnosed with a fatal heart condition, I wrote an essay called “Loving Wide Open at the End of an Era (read it here: https://angisullins.wordpress.com/about/). It describes my decision to live without pets once Izzy passed, as a commitment to following my mad passionate dream of world travel. I always wanted to backpack across […]
January 18, 2015

Liquid, Solid, Grief

      Izzy dies. We go to the beach. We’re trying to clear our heads, mend our breaking hearts. It’s hard to talk about her without crying. So we talk about our work. Family stuff. Travel. We wander the shore. Everything’s a little more dull without Izzy in the world. True, the ocean is soothing. The sky. The surf. The palm trees. It’s all so beautiful, yet vague. As if viewed from a long way off, even though we’re right there, walking amidst it all. I really don’t know what’s going to pull us out of this emotional riptide. […]
August 5, 2013

We’re Still Here

We’re still here. Izzy’s still here. I’m still here. I don’t know how it’s happened, but I’m grateful. In October, doctors told us she’d already passed her expiration date, and though she could surprise us, it wasn’t likely. We prepared to fully live every day we had left, and started this blog to count her days, and to make sure her days count. And then suddenly and out of nowhere, our family was struck with another tragedy. My sister Robin was infected with a rare bacteria after a minor family dog bite and life was thrown into chaos. My every […]
July 7, 2013

New Haircut

Izzy has a new haircut. Where else to celebrate that than at the coffee shop? With an Iced Italian Cream Soda! Izzy loves the whipped cream. Look mom, I have a neck! Who knew?

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