Before he ended up in the hospital, Bear and I were beginning to (finally!) renovate our house. We had new floors put in our living room (which have now been scratched up so badly by a little pup!) and we painted the walls in the living room. We got a new curtain rod and new curtains in the living room as well.
We hadn't yet got baseboards installed nor new furniture (with exception of our couch). There are still some things that need to be done and I find myself feeling the need to complete this project immediately.
Before he passed away, Bear told me that he wanted me to make this house the way we hoped for it to be. As difficult as it will be emotionally, I will do it. I need to.
I just wish Bear and Babybear were here to make it all worthwhile.
*title comes from the poem "The Cremation of Sam McGee" by Robert W. Service*