I took this shot on a walk with Isis last Thursday. We'd been home for
two days, Bill, Mary and "Sparky" (mom's latest- can you see why the
naming committee chairman had to take swift action?) were back at the
apt with Tara and Jaxs, and a neighbor had just handed me a
congratulatory bottle of wine. When I caught up with the patiently
waiting hound, I stretched my arms out in the autumn air and grinned.
I couldn't remember, in these recent adult times of balanced emotions,
feeling so good.
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