Life in the shadow.

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

Too weak to die.

When all the stress becomes too much. When the struggle to stay positive becomes overwhelming. When nothing in your own mind seems to be right. When everything I just said is true, to you, you pray for silence. Why? Continue reading

What does it mean to be an adult? And does it mean having a life purpose?

I think the moment we truly become adults is when we start moving in the direction where we have some interest. So the question isn’t when do we become an adult. The question is, what does it mean to be an adult? And does it have anything at all to do with discovering our life’s purpose? Yes. Continue reading