Me...

Hi! It's me!

I just wanted to let ya know what is up with me. I know I am dramatic. I know I can't help it. That is just me. Kinda messed up childhood. But everyone does right??

Anywhoo, the best thing happened to me. It is not right, I know. But something terrible made me feel so much better. And I am sure that it is a temporary fix but hey...it's good enough for now.

Sheryl had a puppy, Jack. He is Luke's brother. And she freaking loved him. When we would be at the Y working out we would both be gushing puppy love. I think we might like them more than the kids. But something terrible happend to poor Jack and he passed away. It was awful. Sheryl was heartbroken. And in the midst of all of my depression I found myself distracted by the puppy tragedy.

Hearing Sheryl being so upset. Realising that Luke's brother was gone. Trying not to cry just thinking about poor Jack and everything that happened to this poor little guy.

I needed to fix it. I needed to hear Sheryl's smiley voice over the phone again. I needed to make her happy. So Beanie and I discussed it and we decided to go in on a new puppy. Not just any old puppy, but Jack and Luke's brother. We had to keep it all in the family.

So I called my neighbors and bought the last puppy. A giant brute with Dumbo ears. Identical to Jack just a lot bigger! His name was Rico. I called Sheryl to tell her that it was done. And David and I drove over to drop Rico off.

That day had been a terrible day for me personally. Sure, I had on a cheery voice, but all day I just wanted to drag myself back into bed.

That was until I got to the door and heard Sheryl and Maddie squealing the whole way to open the door. Until I saw Sheryl put her hands over her mouth and heard her say "It's Jack. "


Perfection. Pure love.

Then she asked me what his name was and I said, Rico. And she said in her squeaky Sheryl voice "No he's Cooper."

My heart smiled. I had goosebumps. I loved it.

We are not rich financially. We struggle with money. But we knew that this is what had to be done. I think that Beanie could say the same thing. I will not say how much he was because he is priceless.

To be able to get something for my friend that made her heart happy again. That helped her move on. Did more for me than anyone can ever imagine. When she calls me up to tell me that she loves her "Coopey Poopey" makes my day.

So, Cooper and Sheryl made me better. For now. I have dealt with depression my whole life and I am sure that it will happen again. But being able to give something so priceless to someone that I love so much really means the world to me.

I hope you know that Sheryl. I love ya!