Reflections from a midlife journey
Letting love lead
For almost as long as we have had our beloved rescue dog McKenna, my husband has wanted a second dog. I understood why and was empathetic to his desire. However, I believed that saying “yes” to a second dog would mean saying “no” to me.
Seen and celebrated
A tiny, funky cabin in the Oregon Outback. One room with a water closet and kitchenette, and an old Frigidaire mini refrigerator sitting on top of a low table across from the foot of the bed. Poorly sealed doors (the threshold of one having completely fallen off) and ripped window screens (on those windows that actually had screens) gave the flies and other bugs easy access to the inside. And the room was hot with the sun beating in the south- and west-facing windows, and the ceiling fan doing little to move the still air.
This was the start to my surprise birthday weekend getaway that my husband had sweetly planned months in advance. The sad, neglected cabin was just the first surprise that day.