I'm 1 Less Day From Dying Young

I'm not afraid of getting older

I'm one less day from dying young

I see the light go past my shoulder

I'm one less day from dying young

I see my life like a train with a one-way track

I've made mistakes and I couldn't take 'em back

And I've been runnin' 'round in circles 

'til I'm dizzy, I can't lie

But every night I go to sleep's a day that I survive

I'm not afraid of getting older

I'm one less day from dying young

I see the light go past my shoulder

I'm one less day from dying young

And I've seen my friends fall away before their time

And I've been afraid that I may follow in their light

So I drink and love and whisper 

all the things I know are right

Someday, I will leave this world

but maybe not tonight

I'm not afraid of getting older

I'm one less day from dying young

I see the light go past my shoulder

I'm one less day from dying young

I'm one less day from dying young (yeah!)

All my life I have been wandering

Burning up my candle like my time just won't end

And I'll keep burning 'til there's nothing left

Praying that tomorrow I can do it all again

And if I get tomorrow, I will do it all again

I'm not afraid of getting older

I'm one less day from dying young

And I see the light go past my shoulder

I'm one less day from dying young

I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid) of getting older

I'm one less day (I'm one less day) from dying young

(from dying young)

I see the light (I see the light) go past my shoulder

I'm one less day (I'm one less day) from dying young

 (from dying young!)

I'm one less day (I'm one less day) from dying young 

(from dying young!)

Hey!

song by Rob Thomas

listen to it here               https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gaSoq9FELF8

It's So Hard To Say Good-Bye

This blog is dedicated to Kyra Lei who traveled over the Rainbow Bridge to sit in the sunlight with her siblings. Those of you that know me, know that Kyra was as close to me as my left arm is...and I got more use out of her.
She was a friend and a daughter.
My shadow...my Bug. 

Little Kyra after bringing her home from the rescue center June, 2001

She instantly took to her new home

And her new sisters...well...kinda

Her and Juliet did become very close

Maybe too close...lol

Hence why her nickname is "Bug-A'Boo"

Yep..My Minnesota Girl

Such a beautiful kitty

Kyra and Daddy

And she just LOVED me

She was always a good sport too

She ALWAYS wore her heart on her shoulder

Look at those freckle toes

Those beautiful eyes

Looks like she was sniffing black paint

She always smiled at me

Stretching out on the sofa

Kyra taking care of daddy

Always by my side when ill or dealing with issues

No matter how much I coughed or sneezed

And I did the same for her

We were always each other's rock

She would go into depression when I was away

And wouldn't leave me after I returned

So she started traveling with me

She loved traveling, as long as she had her daddy

Christmas play toys

All glammed out

My football buddy

And she always slept with me

Well...except mid afternoon

But this will do

Or even this

But next to or on me was best

Time has a way of sneaking up on us

After 18 years of enriching my life, 
on May 27th, Kyra passed in my arms

 I LOVE and MISS you SO MUCH

Until we met again at the rainbow's end