2016 – Exit, Pursued By A Bear

A building against a dark cloudy sky is reflecting a bright blue sky with white clouds

A building against a dark cloudy sky is reflecting a bright blue sky with white clouds

This has really been a killer of a year.

Now, keep in mind – for us personally, we cannot count this year among our worst. Why, you might ask? After all, this year has not only stolen some of our most beloved artists, it has ushered in the era of Trump being an acceptable presidential candidate.

Well y’know, in 2014 we can say we got married – but we also lost Amelia, the dog who saved my life a number of times before I even met Jon. And then in 2015 we lost Theo. So when you lose a beloved animal two years in a row, it’s kind of tough to think that the year you DON’T lose any animal companions as worse. Though I have to admit, losing an uncle-in-law you really crazy-adored, like we did this year, is really motherfucking tough.

For us, it’s like being able to see the evil of the year but also see the reflection of the joy we have in keeping our children close to us.

I probably shouldn’t have started this post like I did. I want to shut down and spend time in another post reviewing 2016 without the context of “none of our roos died!”

Ahhh what the hell. I’ll do that. Right now, all I can think is that all of our sweet fuzzbutts are doing okay, unlike the last two years. I’ll take the next post to review 2016 on its own.