Wet nosed friend

Over winter break I nearly lost two of my best friends. One is four years old and the other is turning 10┬áthis February. I wish I could say I lost neither one of them, but I'd be lying. I lost my four-year-old friend, Lobo, one rainy night and one week later my ten-year-old friend, Comino, … Continue reading Wet nosed friend


Running Away

The mountains are now covered with a fresh blanket of snow and everyone is trying to get their hands on a cup of hot cocoa. I remember arriving at Appalachian State University when everything was green and there would always be that chilly gust of wind threatening to bring fall at any moment. Now, nearly … Continue reading Running Away