Bittersweet

We leave for Iceland Tuesday. Before we leave we need to close the pool. So today I came home and jumped right in. There is something about realizing something is coming to an end that makes that something more precious. Bittersweet.

This afternoon I got a call from my boss/colleague/friend at the office. She has always owned our therapy dogs. This last one, a golden retriever, and I had a ‘working’ relationship. I loved him. He loved me. Worked out just fine that way.

For the past two months ‘our’ dog was fighting liver cancer. Today he lost the fight and was put down. My friend called before they left so he could hear my voice one more time. Break my heart. Bittersweet.

Things come to an end. Some of you know this better than I. Often we can see that end coming. Talking to a dying dog on my cell phone was not easy. Am I glad she called? Yep. Bittersweet.

Live life like Maxwell House coffee: “good to the last drop.”

“Good bye, Brucie. Aunt Sue loves you.”

Now I am going back into the pool.

Written August 30, 2016

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