I moved away after high school. Once I was on my own, I found myself in places where I did belong … they just weren’t places where the rest of the family felt comfortable or safe (not everyone is cut out for a military career, I get that). Sometimes, it’s not the person, but the place that they are at that makes connecting difficult.
My good news is this: nearly half of the fudge I made last weekend is still here! We are being good and savoring the treat. Bella’s good news is that her collar has been restored and her Woman (me) made a fresh batch of her favorite crunchy applesauce/cinnamon dog biscuits.
I love the Dresden Files. And yes, he and Butters had a perfectly good reason to ride the dinosaur!