• Yes, Sir

    I just got back from my workout (walking for a mile).  Sir went with me despite the fact that he already did his run earlier this morning. I have been working up to walking this far ever since the pneumonia and the asthma (which followed the pneumonia just to be sure I could NEVER breathe again…).  It’s been discouraging and disheartening.  I’ve had times when I wanted to give up and let myself become progressively more out of shape, become a 600 pound woman and exist only to eat.  I’ve been embarrassed (walking 100 feet and panting out of breath) feeling that the rest of the world was looking at…

  • The Gift

    It is the fear in his eyes that makes my heart beat faster. It is the nervous hitch in his breath that quickens mine, it is sensing that he is afraid that makes saliva rise under my tongue. But it is one thing more… The keystone in the dam that keeps it all this side of insane.