lamentations

it has been exactly one week since i've been apart from charlie, and as each day has passed, i have felt the pains of an empty-nester. my poor baby was the victim of a hit-and-run...his left side suffered scrapes, bruises, and a broken leg (tire). since the unfortunate, unwitnessed, unbelievable, and unaccounted-for incident, charlie has been hospitalized, undergoing cosemtic surgery and receiving transplants.

uf! i was a wreck...leaving my baby at the shop, feeling helpless. and to intensify my grief, i had to accept the reality of a rental car - an HHR to be exact. and white.

oh c'mon. sweet charlie to the equivalent of a refrigerator? a lego? a freezer box with airplane-esque windows? from feeling carefree and jovial to feeling like a soccer mom at wit's end trying to calm the storm in the backseat?

i know it's temporary. i know charlie is in good hands. and i am thankful that no one was in the car or was injured at the time of the accident. but i am still entitled to grieve, and this is me grieving: waiting anxiously for charlie's recovery, counting the days until we are reunited, dreaming of our next journey together...all while apathetically driving a refrigerator-for-a-car.