Whatever It Takes ... Again

Today I am back in my favorite big, brown, comfy chair with ransom moments of running into the back yard to chase my tail.  Mommie is whittling away at laundry and getting ready to run errands since we're back at the Chalet today.  I knew it!!  I knew that my Mommie would feel better after a full day of KTLC (Kiva's Tender Loving Care)!!  Well, at least she's pretending to feel better today.

If my Mommie were an actress, she would have a plethora of Academy Awards for her portrayal of a woman not plagued by the bat rastard disease RSD ... at least as far as anyone outside of our inner circle is concerned anyway.  I see her hurting, Daddy sees her hurting, the PTB see her hurting, and God sees her hurting.  But everyone else sees her fighting ... and she wouldn't have it any other way.  Well ... she would try to hide it from Daddy and me if she could, but even my Mommie isn't that good.

But again, life goes on.  There are always things things that need to be done and today Mommie's motto of "whatever it takes" will take on a life of it's own.  The "needs" will be met and the "wants" will continue to simmer on the back burner.

I'm not full of quips and funnies today.  Sorry.  Mommie's mind is in a million different places right now and she needs her opposable thumbs to finish making her lists for the day.  I have faith that Mommie will get the 'needs' out of the way so that maybe tomorrow she can get a 'want' or 2 crossed off one of her lists.  I have faith that my Mommie will continue to win Oscars and put on a brave face for the world.  I have faith that Daddy and I will be her respite from the emotional torment that accompanies an invisible illness.  Life will go on ... even if we have to play catch-up more often than not!!