It was a hard to say goodbye to our buddy Cain. He had a gift, as all dogs do. He taught me the spirituality of the companion, of the friend who walks alongside, helping, sharing and sometimes just sitting, empty-handed, when you would rather run away.

Today is a good day, bright and golden. Today I can breathe, and think, and move, and talk, and laugh, and smile. Maybe tomorrow will be different, but today is a good day. (Poem by Kara Bowman)

When given the choice to either sit out or dance, I hope you dance. We are on this road called life, taking on mountains and challenges along the way. Perspective at the end of life is challenging.