grinding down...

"Life is like a grindstone--whether it grinds you down or polishes you up depends on what you're made of."

Yesterday I anticipated writing a fun blog about our minication to the hill country. Instead, I don't even want to acknowledge it happened. I regret ever minute of it. I mean it was really relaxing and I had a good time.

Rigby took a turn for the worse on Sunday. He is at the hospital again, fighting really hard.

I regret leaving him and not noticing his decline.

And I regret spending that money on myself. I don't know how we are going to pay for these vet bills.

I do not feel like I am being polished.