I came across this great little article on forgiveness -

How to forgive.

Read an earlier post on forgiveness

Mourning the loss of a good, good friend.

This is the last photo that I have of my best friend. It was taken the year before he died of cancer. I had flown up to see him after he had called to tell me was dying. It was a very cold April in the Chicago area. We had a really good, but all too short, visit.

As I sit here typing Cosmo is laying at my feet in her Super Dog pose; belly down with her back legs spread behind and her front legs out front clutching a yogurt cup. She does everything with such gusto. She’s a good reminder of when you do something, just do it.

Like Cosmo’s yogurt cup (Wow, yogurt! For me?), coming across things that bring unexpected pleasure is something that I’ve always enjoyed. Unfortunately it becomes all too rare when you’re walking a black dog. The moments are still there, it’s just the ability to feel pleasure isn’t.

Today’s post is a little long winded. My apologies - I just don’t know how to shorten my story today. I hope your patience will be rewarded.

This is my 85 year old dad. By the age of 40 in his career as an Army officer he’d been in battle in 3 wars; World War II, Korea and Viet Nam. He was never physically wounded but he saw a lot of his friends die. He’s seen the best and worst of humanity and always managed to keep things in perspective and love & take care of his family.