Gotta Go

 I moved.  This was not anything I planned on doing...ever again, but the opportunity came and I moved on it.

I now own my own place.  A big leap, but one that I think will be best for me.  I spent 12 years at our old place and there are just so many memories of Ray's recent passing (when we moved in) and all the horrible issues Drew had to deal with.  This new place has no connection to Ray or Drew.  I don't believe I am "rushing" anything as I have already been through this who scenario before.  I now have the experience of how to deal with things maybe a little better now.

Since Drew died Harely has only slept with me twice.  And that was because I brought him to bed with me.  Prior to Drew's passing Harley would sleep between my legs EVERY night.  Last night I brough Harley to bed with me and he slept under the covers with me all night.

Gotta go.  Jimmy