Good Grief.

My posts have become far more sporadic, and as my priorities change, I’m finding that my lifestyle no longer allows for polished personal narratives. I’m getting in the way of…

Poney.

At 14, having barely breached teenagehood, I’d never been in love. Then a Chocolate Lab stole my heart.

Death.

I’m lucky to never have felt the sting of death. My paternal grandparents died when I was too young to comprehend what it meant or felt like to lose someone special….