I used to think men were emotionless sacks of flesh until recently.
Not a feminist by any definition, by the way. Just a woman that grew up and surrounded herself by a certain type of male that is incapable of having drive, passion and any non rational way of showing emotion.
These last couple of years I was proven wrong. Getting reacquainted with old friends and enjoying conversations with a person that I think of as my brother has proven to me that men have emotion. And can express it. Not afraid to show tears. Let their passion pour. Have a drive for what they want that they are relentless.
I will never take a man like that for granted.
I want my son to be like that. He is like that at his young 4 years. I just need to encourage and teach him to keep it.
I was waiting at the Vet with my sister’s dog, Kasey. See, we’re buds. I mean I’m usually telling her to get away or shut up, but when I’m outside with her I’ll throw her toy so she can chase it.
Well, apparently the day before, she overdid it a bit. Or came down from a jump a little wrong. She’s got a sore leg now. Yeah I feel bad. The doc gave her some doggy Motrin and she appears to be doing much better now. Which is good. Very good.