Mocha's Grave

I took the boys out to Mocha's grave today to say goodbye. We planted a rose bush for her. It is called Queen Elizabeth (grandiflora). It will grow tall with beautiful pink roses. I was touched to see that the neighbor kids had obviously been there and there were a few flowers already placed there. Jonathan layed down on her grave and cried. He wanted to know why she wasn't coming back and who was going to take care of him now. That broke my heart. I took pictures of where she is and one of her paw prints still in the dirt outside our backyard. She is buried under the great big tree at the end of our property.

Today was a better day. I miss her terribly and wish it was all a dream. Not so much luck. She still wasn't here today and planting the rose made it very final.

Our Mocha

Mocha was hit by a car yesterday and we are in a stste of mounring over here. She was an amazing dog and I doubt I will find another like her. I won't try to replace her now. I do not have the time with school and all so I will just deal with this now. My wonderful neighbor picked her up and buried her at the back of our property under a great big tree. It is a good spot for her. I miss you terribly Mocha our house is not the same without you here. You were a big part of our family and we will see you again.

My friend sent me this wonderful e-mail
http://www.indigo.org/rainbowbridge_ver2.html

I think I will take the boys and plant a rose over her grave today. Mocha would have liked that.

And the beat goes on......

I haven't posted much in the last few weeks mainly becuase everyone here has been attacked by the flu. We are all doing better now but it hit us on the week of my final for Nursing 1. So I spent my week nursing myself back to health, mopping up oodles of puke and calming my children as they felt like monsters had crawled in their bodies. I could not have made it through the week if it was not for my Mom or friends. Mom took the first shift on Monday as Emma and I were attacked then she took care of Tayler. Then Thursday was the day of my final and Jonathan woke up vomiting and was quickly turning into a prune! With his heart being of a concern to me I was too afraid to allow him to dehydrate too much but I had to take my final!! So I left him with a friend, dropped off Emma at another friends house and drove myself to school. I rushed through my final and rushed back to take care of Jonathan. Phew!!! Needless to say I did really good on my final and was DARN proud of myself. I work REALLY well under pressure I guess.