There you are. There I am. Complaining. Deadlines and obligations. Bills and budgets. The empty nest. My dogs, ages 12 and 14.
And in a flash, none of it matters. Not one bit.
In a flash, I am doing what I shouldn't do: Googling scary prognoses.
There are all kinds of families. Some we are born into. Some we create.
When I moved to Los ...Read more