It’s been too long since I’ve written about Billy, and I’m feeling guilt. He has been my constant companion for 10 years now, and he is having to share his golden years with two toddlers and a very busy mommy + daddy. Lately, the days are hectic-he does his best to keep up with the craziness in the house, but at times it’s just too much for him to handle. At almost thirteen years of age, he prefers the quiet life…and as you can imagine there isn’t much of that in our household at the moment. The children are very demanding of my time, and he so sweetly accepts and allows for that. After his brother and sister go to bed, he knows it is OUR time. Just like the old days…just us. I’m doing my best to be conscious of his experience each day, and to be a support for him when he needs it, as he has done for me throughout the years.