Feeling torn…

I’m torn. It’s that time of year again…the holidays. This time comes with a certain amount apprehension and anxiety every year. This year, I want to be with my little family, eat our turkey and the trimmings. I want to relax and enjoy. But, here’s the rub. Stocky is back in the hospital, more than likely going to a rehab facility, and
I feel like I need to hug his neck. I need to hug my Teda. I was feeling homesick for them before this, but now, I’m heartsick too. I’m sure that Stocky will pull through this with flying colors, but I have this need to lay eyes on my family. See, Teda and Stocky are home. They are unconditional love. They are my Teda and Stocky.