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


The opportunity to rekindle love

It's a quiet night tonight as the moon rises high above the dark sky. The wind fails to┬ácease even after the storm. And I must write... My eyes are tempting me to shut them for the night, but my mind is racing and I can't let go of the thoughts that are running in my … Continue reading The opportunity to rekindle love