All manner of germs have decided to descend upon my house. Husband has a cold and a sinus infection. He's all kinds of sniffy and cough-y. And I inexplicably have managed to pick up strep throat.
Holy craptastic does it hurt. I can't swallow without cringing. And I lost my voice to boot. We've been keeping Pie at arms length, I haven't been near her at all since I'm still contagious. It is insanely hard. Poor love probably thinks she's being punished. We are normally all over her, and she hasn't had a kiss in days!
My family has been awesome, parachuting in to watch her and get her out of the house of germs. We thought being without Pie for a few hours would be relaxing. And while it was nice to nap and melt into the couch without any responsibility, the house felt empty. Without Pie something was missing.
Just typing this I realized I finally had my moment. The moment I've been waiting for when it all felt real. Feeling like my house was incomplete without her, feeling like I couldn't get settled without her near me...excuse me while I go cry a little bit....