(written April 7th) In ninety days I’ll turn thirty-nine. In ninety days we also move back to the US (God-willing.) First let’s address the aging. Turning thirty wasn’t hard. I was forty weeks pregnant and about to pop. There were other things on my mind than aging. Plus, I felt young. I was okay withContinue reading “the next ninety days”
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hug your ‘therapy’ dog
Lately, in this time of quarantine, I find myself longing for our old dog, Colbie. We adopted Colbie, an intelligent, affable Goldendoodle, as a tiny pup. My husband diligently trained him, and he became my daily running partner. Colbie rarely barked, potty-trained easily, and never chewed a thing we didn’t want him to. He wasContinue reading “hug your ‘therapy’ dog”
coffee, then words 