Getting ready to go back to Australia

 I had a little cry about Grace this morning but am ok.  I celebrate the time we had and how close we were. The memories of coming back from visiting family in Australia and going to pick her up and feeling such relief to have her again. Knowing that she was glad to have me back too.

Pugs (or probably all pets) really fill your heart and your life. Grace healed me from the grief I felt about Pugsley and I know that I changed her world too.

My bedroom is a mess, I have to start creating order, weigh everything and decides what can be packed. How much sheet music I can bring or if I have to scan it.

I also want to make a big scrapbook about Grace, like I did for Pugsley. In a way, this blog is also a scrapbook.

It's going to be challenging but good to start again in Australia. I will need to get a car, a good keyboard and furniture for my little garden house.  Basically I am starting again but also not since I grew up there and will be with family.

Hopefully I will be accepted into the foster program for rescue pugs and will be able to pug sit for other people. I won't get a full time pug for now. I have had a pug with me non stop for the last 25 years or so.  I also would like to volunteer for emergency foster of dogs in general for people who have to be separated from their dog temporarily.

Further I have so many things on my to do list that it will not be possible to do all of them. 

I thought I felt Grace moving on my bed the other night and I worried about her falling or jumping off and then I remembered that she's gone. And no I don't think it was her ghost. I don't feel her around me anymore, I think if there is a heaven that she is happy there.