I must admit...

I'm feeling better. Classes have been going well this week. Practice yesterday was a blast even though I only heralded. And hanging out with Morgan and Ed was simply phenomenal. I've come to terms momentarily with a few things that were bothering me and taken a few needed deep breaths to think about the world (and hills covered with purple flowers-thanks Awen).

I'm back up again!

In other news, we lost one stray this past week as Q-fa finally ran away screaming but we replaced him with 5 birds that we are taking for Shirley who is terminally ill with pancreatic cancer... I can't believe that her wonderful spirit is going to be robbed from this world so soon. They are saying only a week now... I was honored when she decided to entrust her babies into my hands and I'm so glad that I'll have them to help me remember her and to cheer me up with their cheerful songs and mischevous antics. The zoo won't be the same without her smiling face there every morning and I will never forget how she was immediately going to complain to Steve Taylor when Jim fired me... She was one of those friends you only meet once in a blue moon and the world will be a little darker without her.

...I'm going to go play with the birds...

Huggles

Why does it always hurt so much?

Most of the time I'm one of the happiest people in the world. Nothing bothers me! I can hit any bump and just keep on rolling! Come on world, throw anything at me, I can take it all!

But then... there are days when one little crack appears in my defenses and suddenly the levy breaks and my heart is drowned. I guess what goes up must come down...

I just hope I can pull myself up again soon because if I feel any emptier I may just disappear.