Teddy has just eaten breakfast. Now, she wants to go on a walk. I’m in my easy chair, so she knows it will be difficult to move me into action. While raising a mug of coffee, we make eye contact– in my world, no living thing speaks louder with her eyes than Teddy. Off we go…
Here are my labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.
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