This minute, Iâ€™m busy with several projects. I'm thankful for each and every opportunity that comes my way. Whatâ€™s more, Iâ€™m actually enjoying it all, even when the schedule makes me a little crazy. And yet, in the midst of all the rush and work and joy, there is, today, a strong emotion, a diary of memories, an unsolicited sadness tugging on my heart. It has been there all month, maybe longer.
Last year, as the anniversary of his death approached for the first time, I experienced an odd emotion â€“ a palatable sensation of knowing.
Congratulations to all who entered the 2014 NIE Pet Calendar Contest. With help from the entrants and those who voted in the contest this summer, we were able to raise more than $9,100 to support the Saline Courierâ€™s Newspapers In Education program.
It took a long time, but I finally forgave Freddy and Brenda Burton for introducing me to the movie "My Dog Skip."
I hadn't read the promotional material about the film at that time and had thought it would be a nice little movie about a family and its special pet.
I understood it was based in a Southern setting during an earlier, simpler time and it all sounded so appealing. The pictures I had seen in ads portrayed a dog that resembled Bobbie, the rat terrier that had been my constant companion until she died when I was in fourth grade.