Dear Journal,

Dear Journal,

Yesterday I went to the cemetery and visited my Sister. I brought flowers and sat there at her grave for a while.

There were a couple of teenagers there who were laughing loudly and having what seemed like a good time. They were annoying. I don't know but for some weird reason I felt like they were being disrespectful. Maybe it's just me. Maybe now that i'm older, my thought process is different because when I was younger, I would have been those teenagers, laughing and having a ball.

Maybe it's because someone I love rests there. Who the hell knows? I just know I felt a certain type of way about it.

My boyfriend sat and waited for me in the car. He said he wanted to give me time with Ale alone. Of course I agreed. Her and I really needed to catch up on everything going on in my life. I'm sure she already know's how i'm doing but it helps when i'm physically there. It helps calm me a little bit.

After I set the flowers down at Ale's stone and said my goodbyes, I went back to the car where my boyfriend waited for me. I signaled him for him to get out of the car because we agreed we were going to go for a walk after I was through.

While Hugo and I walked, I looked around and realized I didn't see this particular water fountain that had always been there. I may or may not have had this feeling of slight panic because that was always my favorite spot to hang out at after I hung out with my sister a little bit.

We arrived back home. I quickly rushed to the room where my puppy was so I could let him out of his crate. I know I have to put Haze in a crate while we're gone so he doesn't destroy anything in the house (the puppy teething stage is no joke) but for some reason I always feel guilty for doing it.

Of course right after I let him out, we went outside. He did his business, he dug some holes, got the zoomies and we went back inside. Nothing too out of the ordinary but of course, still noteworthy. He IS my child after all.

After we came back in to the house, I opened up my laptop, checked my Vocal account and realized I still had this half written story in the "draft" section. It's been there for days. (The procrastination is real) I finally decided to continue writing it and finishing it. That was my goal for the evening. As small and as minuscule as it sounds. It was a big victory and for me it was something I was proud of. Baby steps still move you forward.

Random thought: I really wish there was a comment section or somewhere we could communicate with each other. I feel it would give me (and others) an idea of what topics you all would like me to talk about next. I know i've worked on beginner reptile ideas, dog breeds for active lifestyles among a few others. I also just finished posting a Ball Python care sheet for you guys, as promised.

I've realized I haven't really been writing as much as I did the first month I was on here. So, this will turn into a goal. I will write once a day on Vocal and Hubpages; whether it be a journal entry or an informative piece on animals. It's going to happen. I've been thinking about purchasing a journal and writing in it daily but I think I like typing better (for now). I have so many other plans and I am really excited to see what the future brings. Stay tuned!

Xoxo

Sandra