In my last post, I told you about our dog, Ginger. After her diagnosis on March 1, the prognosis was 4 to 6 weeks. Unfortunately, her illness was more savage. We put her to rest on March 15. The doctors informed me I would know when it was time to bring her in, and they [...]

My routine is so, well, routine. I get up, make coffee, watch the news, pet the cat and go to work. Later I come home, make dinner and then my husband’s lunch for the next day. It is so routine I could do it with my eyes closed. Apparently, I did.