Happy Easter.

My mind is muddled. I really don't want to do anything. I haven't vocalized anything, but the little pups must sense my emotional un-rest. If I am in my chair, they are in my lap, especially if I am rocking.

Every once and a while Krl and I will talk about something, but usually that something gradually comes around to the "Black dogs" and when we have finished our conversation I can usually hear Krl let go of a quiet sob.

I did get out of the house yesterday to make a quick Post Office run and to the grocery store. We talked of doing burgers, but in the end opted for pizza. Krl made a good call on the pizza since we hadn't had it in a month or so. I had picked up salad "fixins", and it was good. I guess I am from the old school that prefers the thin crust. Last nights was excellent!

I suppose one of my rude awakenings was when I was in the New York City, Newark areas for some meetings and called in a pizza. I was shocked that all the ads called for "New York Style Pizza", and every place advertised "spinach" pizza. When the delivery man arrived, I was counting out the money and every time I tilted the pizza box, he would put it back level. When he finally left and I opened the box I understood his concern. If you tilted the pizza, there was so much sauce everything would have run off the crust!

Not what this country boy was use to!

I slept pretty well last night. Crazy thing is, when I wake up I catch myself straining to hear the familiar staccato sound of Prissy moving about the room in the night. I guess my subconscious is aware of how things have changed.

I know that many consider this day to be the Holiest Day of the year. I too agree on the significance of it. My personal belief is that we should remember Christ's death and resurrection, and the hope and promise, daily.

FATHER, thank YOU for JESUS.