Sunday was a terrible day. My husband walked outside, and our beloved German Shepherd Aster followed him. But instead of going with Howard into the office built behind our garage, Aster dashed into the street and was killed (right in front of our house) by a car.
We were all devastated. My two kids were so sad, that they didn’t go to school on Monday. I let them stay home, which is not something I do lightly.
But to put it all in perspective, on Sunday we had a computer repair man at our house. His five-year old son has leukemia. Yes, every loss hurts … and I know it is normal to mourn the death of a family pet, but his family is dealing with real danger. Although it didn’t help my kids, it certainly struck Howard and I that our kids are our real treasure. And as long as they are okay, there’s really nothing of significance to complain about.
On another trivial note, my computer power supply died on Sunday. I learned a few things about backing up, which I will share at another time. Yes I did have a backup, but it wasn’t so easy to get my files re-installed on another computer. But that’s a rant for some other day.