keep going

until the oceans dry up.
we are all in this together.

i didn’t have to. i wish i could just lay down and say “that’s it! NO MORE!” i help so many people thru their hard times, and now i am in a hard time myself, and i don’t think there is anyone there to help me. i wish there was.

there are kitties that need me and vet bills to be paid.

who will?

i might not be able to go again.

a car would hit me, run me right down.
it could happen.
i’m out there every day.
people don’t always pay attention, come around a corner really fast, there i am….

i imagine my knees giving in, and just falling down, and falling apart. and sometimes i wonder how i am going to get on with it, get over it, keep going. i know i will, i have no choice. i did everything i could to make this situation be more in my favor, but it’s not.
just like everything else.
but i keep going, because i really don’t have a choice.

like right now…the pain is pretty intense to see two of my clients (dogs) dying slowly….both of old age, both can barely walk. one is in pain, the other just looks depressed and confused and tired of it all. i have know these dogs for years, they are my friends. oh why did i have to become a pet sitter? i deal with this all the time, and it always hurts.

do i really have a choice?