I think that I was probably a bit too quick to come up with a word to live the year by. As you may recall my word of choice was serenity and so far this year has been far from serene. In that respect the word was a good choice because I am having to come up with outlets to help me achieve serenity and my newly rekindled love for Zentangle is helping me do just that.
I am still finding it hard to come to terms with what happened to Gizmo and am thankful that he is still with us. I really must stop worrying about external factors that I cannot control and accept that these things are part of life and part of maturing and evolving as a person.
I took this photo of Gizmo yesterday. It looks like a chunk of his right side is missing but it only looks so bad because his fur has been cut away. Today he's been purring and trying to play a little bit. He is eating and drinking well so they are both good signs.