Often in the last moment before bed Beulah will stand over me, then bow down and push the top of her head against me. I always call it a “hug” because it sure as hell feels like one. It’s such an incredible moment and I’ll never take it for granted. Note: This video is what happens *after* the hug.
It’s baby donkey’s 5th birthday today. This most gassy, gorgeous, goofy, clumsy, loving, gentle, cuddly beast has been my only constant for the last 3 years, and I couldn’t ask for a better sidekick, canine or otherwise. Beulah has seen more of this country (and Canada) than many people I know, and has put so many smiles on so many faces. To be able to give her the best life I possibly can and have that love and care returned a million fold is nothing short of perfect. Please wish Miss Beulah a happy 5th birthday!
I spent a month in an inpatient treatment program for depression late last year. Unsurprisingly, I became close with several of my fellow cohorts, one of which was a 20-year-old girl who happened to be a very talented illustrator and an all around amazing person. During one particularly dark and difficult group session she drew the below line drawing of me with this note: “Your presence is so comforting. When I look over all I see is this:”
I told her how much this meant to me, and that I would memorialize by getting it tattooed on my body. Without provocation (and before I shared my plans with him), my boyfriend Andrew asked if he could get it tattooed on him.
So yesterday we finally pulled the trigger and had a joint session with the incomparable Sam Brown. It was a beautiful day and amazing way to help honor one of the most important and transformative months of my life.
