The new year brings endings and beginnings…
My father’s oldest brother, Ted, died yesterday in the early morning hours, drifting away in his sleep after a year of declining health. He was 87 years old and while we grieve his passing, we have a sense that it was his time. I’ve been fortunate to spend some time with him over the past few years. We’ll have a memorial service in the new year when my sister and I can both be present.
Meanwhile, we have brought a new puppy into our home. After a week of suffering from a leg injury that kept him incapacitated, Major is back to being a puppy, full of life, exploring everything, and after sleeping through the night for the first time last time, he went on his first leash walk today. He went on the early morning dog walk with Spot and Tina and trotted along, aware of the leash but not fighting it too much. I hope that bodes well for the future. I think he will certainly liven up 2012.
