Un Solicit ed

I have already gone to work and back. I have to work. It is what's required. I will do it again. I need the break to come home. I do this to see my Lady and our baby. I do this for the moment of peace that I am given when I return from the "World" or "Life". What an incredible gift.

All the family is asleep, even our kitties, the mice and sheep. Our chihuahua, coated cream, nuzzles me with affection, gratitude and pure love. I love our little being, our first being to take care of. She gives such an amazing energy. However, at times I feel horribly disturbed when I don't think I can reciprocate. She has been the center, the rock for many troubled days. She was the one who slept with me for five days, licking my sweat from my forehead, waiting for the day that I would return from the depths of my flu. She's Big Mama. That is three pounds of unburdened affection. Her entire three pounds. Man kind barely achieves 1/10th of their body weight of pure affection.

I have begun to think about the end of her existence with us, and what an incredible loss, not just to our family but the world. That presence will never be seen by anyone again. It should be cherished. Evolution comes in many forms, and I don't want to assume another being is not at the pinnacle of their evolutionary trajectory. I have learned many things from this little creature, she is constant, strong-willed, persistent, irresistible. She is love, she is Big Mama. I know that I love her. Alot

More talk

We (our little family) are concluding our stay in southern california and are looking for an opportunity to get back up the the N.W. More specifically Eastern Washington. For many reasons, family, work, quality of life. Very excited to move out of here, although it has not been terrible, or even unbearable.

My first attempt

This is my first time writing a blog, the most original statement on the web. It is what I have to say because I feel that is what I am supposed to say. It might be cultural conditioning, it might be my insecurities conditioning me. Either way, if I have someone reading this then I might feel more obligated to write.