Sunday, February 21, 2016
It's the time of his life where I have many moments, each day now, where I know he is getting old and showing more signs of the inevitable. Each look of his brown eyes with whites showing express so much and I try to listen without turning his thoughts into what I want to hear versus what he is feeling these days. We're never ready to lose our elders, human or creature-they walked before us lighting the path. When Huck leaves it will be with many stories, many only shared with me.