I am one year closer to the rainbow bridge…and though I’m no pup, the idea of crossing light as I eventually leave this life sounds rather fetching. In the meantime, I will live. Live well. Live boldly and full of laughter sprinkled with snortling and freckles and a collection of broken sea glass regrets and … More 51 Things.
Last night was punctuated by uneasy dreams, tears, and wonderings. What can I do to ease the pain of another? Instead of running, I opened the windows to let the cool fresh air in and abundant allergens and decided the dishes needed more attention than a run. A ballad by the Avett Brothers has been … More Gratitude: a sink of dirty dishes