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When a Dog Breaks Your Heart

Maybe it’s too soon. Maybe I shouldn’t write this. I can’t help it though. I have to. You see, early this morning my friend (who I love like a sister) had to say goodbye to her beloved dog. I know.

He was a beautiful dog. A stunning golden retriever, huge and smiling with massive paws and plumes of fur. He was a family dog, leaving behind my friend, her husband, and her two kids, one in high school, the other away at college. 17264811_10210450952442342_4921562558907777139_n

This dog.

He was beautiful.

He was clumsy.

He was sweet.

He was theirs, and they were his. His people. His family. His home and his life. And what a life he had. He was cherished. He lived well.

His passing is heartbreaking, for my friend, for her family, and for anyone who has ever loved a dog. Even a dog who wasn’t majestic. Even a dog who didn’t steal shoes from the front hallway. Even a dog that wasn’t named for an animated movie character.

For my dear friend, for her family, and for all of us who have had our lives enriched by a good dog, I am heartbroken.

You’re a good boy, Koda. You will be missed.


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Home Again and Happy 2017

I’m grateful that I’ve had the opportunity to once again travel with my mother and son this holiday season. We had a terrific time sight-seeing and relaxing and soon I’ll tell you more about it, but for right now I just want to wish you all a wonderful 2017.

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Thank You Lego

This morning my eighteen year old and I were doing some holiday preparations. I asked him to set up his model train around the Christmas tree, as a nod to Christmas past. He agreed and pulled it out of his closet.

While he was in there, he stumbled across a bin of old legos. He brought it out to the living room, and sat down on the floor with me. One by one he removed partially built (or, more accurately, partially destroyed) models he’s created over the years. There were so many of them.

4da2dc554379966dbb8cd16d4be335a9I recognized the pirate ship from Pirates of the Caribbean, and some of the Star Wars vehicles, but there were quite a few that didn’t look as familiar. “Oh, that one’s from the Mars Mission series,” he would say, or “that belongs to the police set.”

We sat together for a while and looked for specific parts to rebuild a wing, or replace a cannon. It was nice. Really nice.

Someday I hope he has a child in his life who enjoys these legos as much as he has over the years. Someday I hope he gets to experience the simple, yet profound, joy of watching and helping a young person build something special.