Every now and then I find chestnuts of wisdom in my dealings with BM. One of the most memorable: always check references. I learned this not from my BM, but from another BM that I know of. This woman lied to her DH during their entire marriage about having a masters degree in accounting (when in reality all she has is a 2-year book keeping degree). In any event the truth came out during their divorce and the husband was shocked. How is this possible? How can you be married for a decade and cover something like this up? Do employers really not check references these days?

This past weekend was hard for me. I had to put my very elderly cat to sleep. Even though it just about broke my heart, I stayed with her through the euthanasia. I didn't want her to be alone in her final moments. Now it feels as though there is a void inside me. I think the older I get the harder it is to accept death and loss. I've been thinking a lot about how everyone has a different belief about what happens when we die and I can honestly say that the thought of "nothing" terrifies me. The idea that I will never see my loved ones again is perhaps my greatest fear.

My SD hates our 5 month old puppy. She complains that he is "annoying" and "stupid" (her favorite, most used word). She is with us for the summer and thankfully leaving in less than two weeks. He is not a bad dog. He is a low energy breed and doesn't make a sound in his crate. We put his crate in her room because most of the time it's just my husband and I and we really do not have much room.