Childlike Christmas

I’ve always wanted to ride in a horse drawn sleigh. I picture myself with a red and black plaid blanket draped across my lap while snowflakes tickle my nose and eyelashes.   In my mind’s eye, we ride past snowmen with carrots for noses and Christmas lights shining through frost filled dimly lit windows.  I, in … Continue reading Childlike Christmas

A Hard Goodbye

Dear Tait, I remember when you came to us. It was Christmas. Well, you were too small to be there in flesh and blood so we pasted a picture inside of a book about dogs and gave it as a gift.  I wish you could’ve seen their faces, the kids, I mean, when they opened … Continue reading A Hard Goodbye