How Do

… so many caring and empathetic people, have a job that to me is just so inhumane I don’t have the words to describe it.

Maybe someday there will be a better way to make others healthy again without the anguish and indecency required with today’s knowledge. It’s ripping me apart and it’s all mental. It’s completely consuming!

Some tackle far greater issues with much more inner strength. Me? I wish I was one of them.

I’ve Had A Difficult

… time trying to decide on a title for this post. Blessed? Meeting a Kindred Soul? A Dog’s Matchmaking?

Or possibly all of the above. A few days ago I took Bulleit to a most wonderful trail close by. He needed fresh air and exercise, I needed all that and then some as a few thoughts were needing some serious pondering.

So there we were minding our own business on a bench, post trail walk and along comes a lady neither of us had ever met. Bulleit immediately went to her, and she went to Bulleit. (because you know dog people are a better breed of human). We started chatting and it wasn’t long before I realized how special this complete stranger was. We must have chatted for an hour plus talking about everything from guys in uniform to Mother Nature and quite a few things in between.

I absolutely ‘love’ these random highlights in my life. Here’s a person who one minute is a total stranger, to a person I now know much better, and she I. There’s a level of peace and comfort in our communication. It’s nice, it’s fun, it’s a thrill to meet a new friend.

Thank you once again Bulleit for being the dog that you are and introducing me to someone I’m more than happy to call a friend. Someone who just happened to come along at a time, well just in time.

I’m grateful, very grateful to you both.

For As Long

as I can remember I’ve lived for the day. I never was big on plans, short or long term. Then when I was 23ish I was told I wouldn’t make it to 25. That just cemented my lifestyle. Bucket list? Never had one! If I thought of one, I experienced it. I rinsed and repeated if it was fun, tried hard to not replay the bad ones. Seize The Moment right!?

So here I am decades older but this time I’ve run out of luck. The living for the day attitude seems to have become a double edged sword. How do you maintain a strong will to live when you’ve already lived all there is to live for? It’s rather like wearing out one toy, then buying an identical one. No joy in that. Not for me anyway.

So? What’s next for me I ask myself. Often.