All the way home Mom seemed really sad. I wish I could help her remember that living each moment, not looking back or forward is the way to enjoy her life--like we animals do. And she needs to stop acting so brave, strong & happy all the time (like she thinks she should). I know she loves having me with her, but I just can't quite communicate as well as I used to, so sometimes even with me here she feels lonely. While we were at Auntie Robyn's house Mom enjoyed how Sugar looked into her eyes, could play and doesn't require so much work--all the things I used to.
So now that we're back home I will again begin deciding when it would be good for me to get on with my next life and let Mom figure out what's next for her. Especially true after the nightmarish night we spent--not even worthy of giving any power with words!