My Sunny days were gone. I know it was no coincidence that the next dog who came to us was named Shadow. How poetic. My life was not complete and utter darkness. There was still sun, my grief just shaded me from it. And Shadow forced me to face the truth. I was in the shade hiding out, but my sunny days were still around. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Rely on your breath for as long as you need. Observe…without judgment. Let your mind and your body heal with each breath. Just keep breathing. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
Sunny, the blind diabetic dog – a memoir told one major event at a time. Continue reading
strength. love. life. 