Monthly Archives: December 2009

December 25, 2009 “What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.” -Dr. Seuss For as much as I tried to deny its impending arrival, Christmas arrived right on schedule, … Continue reading →

December 20, 2009 “One person caring about another represents life’s greatest value.” -Jim Rohn Recently I wrote a letter to Colorado State University Animal Cancer Center thanking them for all that they did for Cain prior to, and during, his … Continue reading →

December 16, 2009 “I am a thousand winds that blow.” I arrived at Angels Rest to a quiet peacefulness as the sun began to dip on the day. Shadows danced softly with the fading light and a chilled breeze beckoned … Continue reading →

December 16, 2009 “Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.” -Anais Nin I wake early to a quiet peacefulness as the sun begins to peek just over the top of the canyon. … Continue reading →

December 15, 2009 The Beginning My first road trip without Cain and harder yet, I’m going to Best Friends without him. The car is loaded and as always I can’t help but think there is something I’m forgetting. I’m slow … Continue reading →

December 10, 2009 “Ah, music. A magic beyond all we do here!” -J.K. Rowling Today marked 4 weeks since I said goodbye to Cain. I spent the night before preparing myself for the flood of emotions that frequent me with … Continue reading →

December 7, 2009 The red rubber ball lies so still and reminds me of a time. When playful paws would run and play, and toss it all around. It rolled right to this very spot and hasn’t been moved since … Continue reading →

December 6, 2009 “While we are sleeping, angels have conversations with our souls. -Author Unknown I woke once again to my standing date with 3:30am, and proceeded to doze in and out of sleep for the next two hours. Finally … Continue reading →

December 2, 2009 As I stepped outside this morning, I was met with a wintery blast of cold. The kind of cold that sinks immediately to your bones, where your breath seems to freeze in midair. The sounds of a … Continue reading →