Friends

  • The other day I heard myself say the following words aloud: “I feel like my life hasn’t really started yet.” I might have been walking beneath the gradually changing leaves or driving with my hands clutched tightly on the steering wheel. I might have been staring into space, mind preoccupied with future things, faraway things, abstract…

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  • Yesterday, my oldest friend passed away. She did not walk on two legs, nor did she speak. She didn’t have to. She had four paws, a perpetually wet nose, and a big heart. She was more than a four year old could ever ask for. The day we brought Emmy home, she had her shaggy black…

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