Fear

I'm scared because my state is on fire.  As I am writing this there are eight fires blazing across Utah, not to mention the devastating fires in other states.  I'm not super close to any of them, but I can smell the smoke.  I can feel it in my nose and throat.  I can see it's cloying mist hanging over the valley. 

They start so fast and then they are burning down people's homes, their lives, all that they have.  And you just sit and watch and pray that your home isn't next.  You pray for those people and you hope they all make it out safe.  You pray that they have the most important things.  And you hope and pray that tomorrow around this same time there won't be a fire barreling down the mountain for your home.

I'm terrified that this won't stop and that it will keep getting worse, until there is nothing left except smoldering ruins and ash.

The Artful Dodger

A little over a month ago I got a rabbit.
He died about week ago. 

I named him the Artful Dodger.  He was so small and so sweet.  He would climb up in my lap and just sit there.  Sometimes when we held him he would climb up and sit on our shoulders.  He loved eating dandelions leaves.  He peed on my sister the first day I had him.  And he was the best and sweetest one.  I will really miss him.

Dodger